An Enigma's Journey
A thought existed , since when?
A thought wanders , since when?
A thought becomes curious .
A thought wants answers , but its resolve impotent .
After all , the thought knows that , none could think , like it could.
Sensing the countless grains of barren wastelands , the thought wants to explore.
Suddenly, the thought had an idea.
With a thought ,
Countless variation of laws and energy are created, grouped and situated in different sectors.
Myriad of colourful dots are formed.
And finally, a diverse of sentient beings are created.
Nonetheless, the thought is patient, it wants to see the creation of his creations.
It voided itself in its own dimension, sating its boredom with all kinds of recreation.
Five million years later, the thought descends.