The black walls of an unlit room collapse confining the shapeless shadow blob to an ambient motionless and static void. A boxed in singularity where all change is impossible and all possibilities are contained within six ever shrinking walls. The conscious collapse of physical thought and transcendence to the next plain promote philosophical growth and the death of the ego. Identity ceases to be and the shade based existence of any remaining individuality consumes all shreds left behind.

By Amber Black