In the beginning,

(Origin)

The Quiet Nothing

Was/Is Everything.

It was not nothing.

It was quite full, I assure you

Pregnant with all the individual, invisible Lights of Love

And sparks of Life

Love particles all floating together,

Connected

All touching one another

But with space

In between

A vast, dark space sea

But the space was not empty

Like the Aether,

It was filled to the brim with Magic

Holding within It

All the seeds and Fires of Creation