---------- Track: golubka By: Macros ---------- it was an ordinary day. beyond the seasons. then they were no longer there. time represented one endless day. along with the usual The idea of time has lost its meaning. and the world, deprived of time, has become completely like this. only white color was present, others there wasn't. more precisely, they were, but they didn’t want to separate. matter was also transformed, and objects, in our usual understanding, ceased to exist. the meaning of everything lost, and it became enough to understand what is this accumulation of energy represents itself. things like that didn't even reflect light, because it was white and was everywhere. There are people left in a world that has lost its meaning. At first it was difficult for them to get used to new form of time, and time they it was called only out of habit. there wasn't there is no point in learning something new. the form remains, but it is different for everyone. some people looked very funny. butrealized that for a long time were wrong. however, concepts are timeless have a very specific idea. It seems that the fact is enough, that's all everything. sometimes people saw each other, and sometimes this happened quite often. earlier no one could imagine what it was maybe like this. There were other creatures besides people. abandoned the form as unnecessary, they, however, were always visible, which in itself is unusual. others even created space for themselves and had fun moving in several deliberately chosen directions. this is also looked pretty funny. the smell - oddly enough, there was one. one. from the rest were abandoned as unnecessary. the smell was the aroma of emptiness, like the light that united everything existing odors at that moment. the only thing that was enough, it's sound. each entity has its own, embodied her thoughts at the time of adoption new form. sometimes people listened to each other friend. someone had a smooth sound, melodic, but for some it included most frequencies of the spectrum, not even heard in the familiar old form. people realized how much they missed the sound. and sounded. here, a bunch of colorful people created a world with fivemeasurements. pretty funny, started trying move. created a point. then - straight. then they let her into everything dimensions. their world with a light pleasant exploded with cotton, adding white everywhere light. no intensity. just white. everyone knew exactly how much light there was, as if he were being measured in something. appeared and then disappeared point. someone tried to build one dimension, but common to everyone. and built, though devoid of meaning, it instantly disappeared, adding even more white light. light was everything. he was food, occupation, matter. there was just no point, and that absence allowed the world to exist. time did not pass for a known reason, but the world was. Suddenly, another dot appeared. everything absolutely everyone directed everything they could could, to where she appeared. sent, caught, listened, sounded... but the point is gone. but what was it? this dot was black! completely black, as if absorbing this reigning whiteness all around. which, By the way, for some reason it immediately became smaller. maybe no one noticed this, because the amount of white light no one has ever considered it unnecessary, although everyone knew how many there were. and here is the pointappeared again, then again and more. after her another appeared, and then there were a lot of them... they then disappeared, then appeared again, each once taking a piece of white light, which was exactly everyone here. then - a light, pleasant cotton... we woke up, we were surrounded by complete darkness. without quantity or intensity. everyone was silent, but everyone was here. time still stood. there seemed to be no point either, otherwise at least someone would try right away put one white dot.
Thoughts - Prose: Without meaning.
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