A Cube, suspended in Space. It is black, like the Ka’bah, with yellow lights around the edges. It is immense. Too immense to even measure.

“What is it, Source?” I ask.

“It is All That Isn’t,” Source replies.

“Like anti-matter or anti-gravity?”

“Yes,” says Source. “Within it is All That Isn’t, the antitheses of All That Is, for everything must have its opposite.”

But why a Cube? Why here, on the very edge of Space? I question Source again.

“Does it move? Will we ever see it?”

“No,” Source replies, “It will pass the place where the Milky Way has long since passed, where the Galaxy will cease to exist.”

Such unimaginable times and distances blew my mind as I tried to imagine this infinitely dense black Cube moving steady and silently through space.

What is it made of? Not anything found here on earth I found as the answer was given as “Polonium-390”, an isotope that does not even exist to our knowledge.

This Cube, I saw in my hypnogogic state could be a representation of the Balance of All Things – the visual embodiment of Nothingness and Nowhere within the bounds of Creation and Recreation, solidity within ether, earth within a vacuum.

I next saw the Cube suspended over the iron-grey water of an unknown world. The colour was different this time, but the light around it could still be seen. It was slowly descending into the sea. What world could be large enough to hold such a thing? Or maybe, the whole place was a watery dimension into which the Cube had shifted.

I have seen this Cube many times over the years and it has yet to give up its secrets. It could be a metaphor for some hidden key or a part of a code or piece of a wider puzzle yet to be fathomed. I will continue to observe and record what I see as I continue my journey through the Great Unknown.

Sirelian.