#BlogBattle 48 “Chasm”

The distance of time is nothing in comparison to the Chasm. If a man reaches the Chasm, time becomes nonsense. Or so Richard had been told his entire life. Granted, he was only fourteen, but by most standards that made him a man; unless you were his mother, then he was still a baby and would be forever.

Forever was measured in time. It had a distance, though it continued on eternally. The Chasm was the absence of all time as far as Richard could understand it. The truth was far too mind-boggling to do more than scratch the surface of the implications.

It didn’t stop him from trying, and often his head would ache after hours of searching his mind for the Chasm. No, he searched his understanding for it, but never could grasp its shadowy depth.

If not for his terrible desire to go there he may not have discovered the knowledge. The world might have continued to be what we thought it should be, but Richard, like all curious men, couldn’t resist the temptation.

The Chasm is beyond the finite and limited. It has no end or beginning but gives definition to that which exists within its confines, which are none. And Richard, the boy who wished to be a man, found the Chasm and dove into it. His selfish act sent a shockwave through time and space and a darkness overtook existence.

What is time but an alleviation of insanity? Where has time gone?