Warning. If you read this book, you will not be able to unread it. This book is not suitable for minors or intended for more sensitive readers. Evocative and adult language is used to describe a head-on confrontation with the void and covey some sort of bizarre, arcane but self-reflective message about an existential confrontation with existence. What is contained herein is offered for consideration, not indoctrination. Consciousness is not something we have, it is something that happens to us. Within this text is a poetic reflection upon this crude experience of existence. Within will be found text, subtext and context to delight and disgust the reader. A deeper reader may find more to the book than is found in the mere printed words but this also invites the Socratic risk embedded in the act of reducing any experience or communication to writing. Meaning depends on context and context is always changing. What is contained within may prove to be at once alluring yet unsettling, distasteful as well as dreamy and divergent as well as defiant and deviant. It will lay bare an unbearable life both metaphorically and literally. You the reader may have to stretch your comfortable and familiar to encompass the uncomfortable and unfamiliar – burdensome it is for a human being to challenge the limits of thought and awareness. Fiction is realized, and reality is fictionalized. Time, events and space smash together in this place of darkness makes possible the vision to make visible the size of the invisible void. This is the unreal feel of the real. At the very least, the reader is offered a look through a window into another world provided by this text to see an alternative self, a deeper but darker self, but such self-knowledge can become an intolerable torment. But it is only the life of dark creativity that is as worth living as it is unendurable. Once we are forced to become aware, we cannot become unaware.