flares for a moment and ceases.
He lived but his fight was gone he did not care. what was life but meaningless, madness and chaos and death.
Hidden behind the screaming faces of man Proclaiming meaning in the darkness.
Liars and thieves. All.
What is man but an Animal.
What is man but a cancer.
What is man but a plague.
On this the eve of all things, darkness was born.
Not Rage or Lust or Greed or Envy. By which so many would say the end will be heralded.
But Apathy. Total, unwavering Apathy. On this night a Single Human has realized the simple uncaring nature of the Universe around him.
and Knowledge has set his free.
A new flame is Kindled. A dark Flame.
Not inky, not black, not diseased.
but the soothing Deep Blue of the night sky weaved through with pinpricks of light.
He has seen the Abyss. In his darkest moment he has gazed into the night sky.
The night sky gazed back. The Uncaring stars gazed back. the Abyss Gazed Back.
He is laughing madness for a moment. Eternal unending madness.
But the glaze disappears. His eyes clear. The Stars Tremble.
a New Day Dawns.
On a Small planet orbiting an equally meaningless small yellow Star.
a cosmically insignificant being grinned, and set to work.
What Will Be Will be.