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Look into a pool of water, the kind where you cannot see the bottom. A well, or a lake. Notice the inkiness, the all consuming black that sits waiting. The depths that threaten to swallow you up, the void, the abyss, it's so calm. The tranquility never ceases to amuse me, staring at something that no matter how it is changed almost nothing will ever change it permanently. A void like the night, a starless, moonless, pitchblack, like you would see in a cave, or a deep chasm or pit. Standing at the edge you watch and stare, you throw in a rock or to, in the pool of water you watch the ripples then watch the rock vanish, in the chasm you watch it fall listening for a sound. Sometimes whne you hear nothing at all it makes you shiver, it's not from fear it's from excitement. Somewhere down thee there has to be a bottom, or does there? The void the unknown sitting before anyone dares to be explored, and embraced. Sometimes, you want to just raise your foot, and take that step forward over the edge amusing the idea in your mind that you may never stop falling.