You are alone, you have no friend or master.

There are views in, of and across Chaos that allow wild things to be and mankind is one of them. Mankind is a trace seen amongst the specks, disjoints and flows of chaos but whatever the attributes of mankind are they have little to do with you.  Chaos’s infinity delivers instruments allowing chaos to be observed. These are products of chaos which means nothing can be implied by their existence; no purpose or end just a state of ‘what is’. Life is another of chaos’ means and together with infinite other events, it also comes to be. In this process mankind becomes an instrument but not the observer of chaos, that role is left to you.

Mankind is not alone. There are other elements and other streams and things that remain disjoint, un-sensed, un-knowable aloof from mankind; they too are parts of universes and other perceptions of chaos. But your real concern is mankind, your universe and the individual isolate being that is you. 

You  and Chaos are all there is. You are alone, a singular event built by unreasoning, unmotivated Chaos to serve this task; a device enabling you to see yourself in its realms. You are the observer. You are the device. It is no special honor that Chaos has bestowed; it is what is and it limits you in what you can do, see, sense and learn.

Concepts are the uneven bond between your being and the infinite magnitude of Chaos. Time is the primary concept from which your universe is viewed but time doesn’t exist alone. Time permeates space and there is only one time-space in this part of chaos.  Space-time is like density is to mass and space, changed by stretching of one or other of its parts. The device that is you sees time as spread over space but another form from Chaos’ many channels might see all space spread over a single time. You do not.  And Chaos has delivered very little to you on which you can work. Your birth and death are marks in time that define the useful span of you as a short time-span-device fulfilling what appears to you alone to be a plan. You are an accident on an immense scale, an accident of chaotic pattern and no one else shares this time, this unique view of Chaos.

You have taken this ability from Chaos to see its inner workings but you will have to give it up, you have no choice. This union between you and Chaos is unequal; the minute, fleeting twitch of fate pitched against the infinite. Initiated by Chaos without care or knowing, these continual accidents have no impact on the infinite chaos that is Chaos. Whatever you see, sense or do Chaos will remain present in all its infinite forms where you never were and will no longer be.