I felt the totality of nothing
and it provoked utter elation
as all that was born of sensation
was inversed to none, nothing, one.
It feels nothing beneath or above,
Neither beside of me, no way
left nor right nor wrong.
As aeons unfelt
allowed anesthesia
to grip me, held wight
by its dissociative thrall.
I have braved the depths
of eternity, delved into spaceless
infinity, submerged in its chaotic bliss.
I dared to immerse myself in it.
Low and behold, the M-hole.
There's nothing there (if ever you'll remember where).