Fiery shards flying into space.
A nova explodes.
Stop.
Time stands still.
Waves of synthesized etheria
Throb in silent vacuum.

The ions move.
Slowly.
All that once was one,
shattered,
Strewn, immeasurable
across space and time.
Cast out. So far.
Dissolution? Not yet.

Begin the long journey home.

Fall.

All falls toward the center.
The mass builds.
Gravity grows.
All falls faster.

Information forms.
Waves surge.
Across and throughout
streams of returning particles. Thought.
Images return.
Fall toward the center.
Rebuild.
Rejoin.
Feel.

Surging waves and a pounding beat.
An underlying rhythm.
There!
Louder as the mass forms.
There!
Towards which all falls.
That is the place!

Pounding!
All comes together again.
Hear it!
Take me!

No Answer No Answer No Answer No Answer No Answer No Answer 

NO!

livid pounce at the desk pounding pumping throbbing ambient trance music blaring taken like a cheap whore just another fucking orgasm slam anger into the keyboard in rhythm the music blend fear and rage with the music trembling pulsating charged conduit coursing with unholy bile raceing out out out out into vast realms of Cyberspace into unknown hearts into hidden ears into the willing into the unwilling into everyone into everything into nothing

into into into into into into into into into into
into the vast empty nothingness from which it was born

unknown

out of space and time

The blood of Eden returns home.