It's a soundless ocean.
Little balls of faint light wave and move inside.
A circular passage exists, which leads to another revealation.
Each year passes like a second in this space,
Every moment is useless here.
From time to time, only darkness, someone's flute plays a music, and throws down to the underlying creation.
The unending sea where universes form, and break apart.
Last updated September 02, 2011