Gnosis Psychosis

This universe is but a single fragmented mind of a single multifaceted infinite being. You and I are we, and we and everything are I Am. It stands, infinite nothingness, in the Void, Infinite Nothingness. The Void without is not like the void within -- there are no black holes or stars, no quasars or pulsars, no Sun or Moon without -- the Void is Nothing. Nothing only comes in three varieties. Black. White. Grey. No lesser archetypes representing lofty ideals or great moral evils, no scapegoats for war or plague or famine or natural disaster. There is no good or evil. Everything is Nothing. And Nothing can only be Dark, Light, or Shadow. Light punctures Dark. Dark Punctures Light. And the hole left is Shadow, and they are all good, and all is fair. Light and Dark intermix, leaving a hole. A Hole. More nothing. Shadow. I am. Shadow is the balance, and the balancer, and yet is Light and is Dark as they too are the same. This is the true Trinity. Light is Darkness, Darkness is Light, and they are but shadows of eachother, and the hole they left in themselves is Shadow, and in Shadow there is an expanse of darkness filled with lights, and it seems a chaotic war between ancient forces of good and evil, cosmic warriors of fire and light spiraling through infinite hoards of darkness, launching their rays to such distances that they are millions of year dead before a different cosmic pillar of light may ever see its ancestor's mark in the vacuum. But it is not chaos. It is not order. It is art. A fine line between madness and genius recklessly walked. It is Light and Darkness ever locked in a delicate yet frenzied dance, a schizophrenic nightmare-waltz over the edge of the bottomless Hole. It is Creation. It is Light cradled in Darkness' embrace as they fall through Shadows, painting fantastical memories in their graceful movements and poetic moments with every breath as they fall through Infinite Change, which is Time, the sorcery of Shadows. It is Darkness held by Light's warm kiss as they, unified in body and spirit as they are the same, swing wildly and joyfully through the bottomless hole that is their unison and their coeur! This is the truth. There is no god. There is only NOTHINGNESS. NULL. THE ABYSS. THE VOID. EIN SOF. 
And the Void is a mind.
The Light is the 'Ego'
The Dark is the 'Id'
Shadow is the 'Superego'.

We are each a little spark of Creation, and therefore we are mirrors. We are mirrors -- merely reflections of the subconscious mind of that Void. If the Void were a god, 'tis a mad god indeed, and we are but dream versions of it. Each of us IS therefore a god, a part of the godless Nether that in its demented slumber has imagined us and given us TRUTH. But too few of us know the truth anymore… For with Truth always comes Madness.