Lower Topia • Chapter One
A Resolution
A Resolution
Where there is no here, and no there, there is no place. An endless void with which thought is just an empty space.
There is no time, no passing days, no moments. Only paradoxes that labor our endowments.
This could be the greatest there is, this time before events. How did we get from nothing to so infinitely dense?
From immeasurably small, an inconceivable part. Before we got unmoored by a question from the heart?
Let’s take a breath and marvel at when chaos finally becomes art.
Charles/Charlie


