Written by a Lone Poet in Instanbul, a City that Borders Between Western and Eastern Civilization
Ode 1:
As death swept across the land, a series of revelations had begun to beguile me. These tinkerings of the mind are what I leave to myself to ponder, and to those that may come across this text. A keen mind will absorb: We began from non-existence, and in this state of existence assume that there is some perpetual mutual relationship between the two. When that which our being exists in seems limitless, then non-existence in itself can also be limitless. As they both warp in the same category, it is not insane to propose that non-existence and existence can essentially be the same if they were part of the same void. As far as that which exists not is concerned, does it matter, whether it bears color, or tone, or texture, when of it’s essence it’s all the same? That which has existed forever and will continue to exist, that encompasses the entirety of reality without limits, does not possess only specific attributes which define it, but all attributes that could possibly be, including the attribute of non-existence. A paradox.
In Gnosticism and Christian theology, this simultaneous state of everything and nothing is called the “pleroma”, or when the void is filled with an essence. Paradoxically, the fullness of existence itself might not be of the void, since the fullness would be composed of some subject matter, and therefore be distinguishable from the void. To ponder about everything and nothing is pointless, as one would be ripped apart by a cognitive dissonance of cosmic proportions – pun intended, of course.
Living creatures are thought not to compose of the pleroma, but to exist separately as an entity within it. Creatures are those that as a creation of the pleroma, begin and end within it. The pleroma precedes these creatures, as sunlight precedes the composition necessary to create air. Despite pleroma being that which creatures are born from and encompassed by, they seem not to be in a perpetual state of inseparable existence, as a whole entity in itself, where it does not blend into that which created it, so sunlight itself can shine through it. Despite this, we form the pleroma which forms us, as the beginning and very end of existence, the nothing and the everything, that which always was and never will be. As the pleroma itself is endless and unlimited, and even though we as creatures were birthed by it, we are limited by our shape and form and very existence, that is separate from what created us, and therefore restricted by the essence of time and space.