Should I be glad to exist in shadows?

Should my being revel in complexity?

The tremor of realization

The murder of dichotomies.

Has all simplicity gone to shambles?

Is the world now a chaotic place?

A melting heat to fuse fragments

A heterogeneous mixture.

Tell me god or space-time or faceless void

Tell me why absolutes lack existence

Images of fake realities

Images of what never is.