Layers Of Chaos Within the disorder, this chaos I find only darkness, the emptiness, Everything’s so confusing, nonsensical That all I want to do is sleep and dream, And where I eternally dream of shadows Formless, nonliving things, unbreathing Amidst these layers of chaos, no connections All disentanglement, existence can’t happen Chaos, disorder, all in shambles, unshaped Surreally ill-defined, I dream, a bad dream Where I’m lost, drifting, screaming mayday So cold, so lone, the void, everlasting obscurity Where are you all? Am I alone… alone The nothingness… light it up! light it up! Until that the indistinct becomes distinct Let me fire up my first gleam, so as to see To order, to build parts, to create existence And find myself, the centre of my cosmos Within the dark, the layers of all that chaos. -Eiravel-
These days I’m busy with re-organising my blog posts and social-media feeds — I’m trying to figure out through experimenting what are the best days and time to publish my contents. Have to say that disorganisation always leads me astray and confuses me; my brain lags, while my mind wonders elsewhere.