BLACK

The ultimate black is the ultimate void, the ultimate emptiness. The ultimate nothingness. At one time everything was black. Then it became populated with plants and animals and people and strip malls and skyscrapers and piles of trash and cars and planes and endless noise. Fade to Black. Black is endless quiet, Black is still, motionless. It is silence, it is death. Black death. Totality. Sparseness, emptiness, purity, vacancy. It absorbs light. It absorbs sound. It is the absence of light, the absence of everything. It is the time before time. It is the absence of time. It is the opposite of time. It contradicts time. It blacks out everything. Complete quietude, a vacuum of endless space, an endless vacancy. A complete negation. It doesn’t need to be filled as it is already full of nothing, full of black. It can cancel out everything. It can negate everything. It is rich in its emptiness. It can contain everything and nothing. It can obscure everything. It can destroy everything. It can make all invisible, useless, unseen, ineffective, minuscule, unimportant, unverifiable, and unknown. It has everything we don’t know, everything we can’t know. Everything we don’t understand, and don’t know what to do with. It is closed curtains, closed blinds, blindfolds, closed eyes, snuffed candles, burnt bulbs, hands over the eyes, cotton balls in the ears. Black is what we see when we close our eyes. It is the shadow. It is the dark side. It is the underside of everything else. It is opposition, rebellion, obstruction, contradiction. It is complete freedom and complete oppression. It is the rejection of everything, It is nihilism. Black has no beliefs nor values. It is against knowledge, against knowing, against believing in anything. It is exhilarating and suffocating. It has no oxygen, no sound, not even gravity. It is dark and heavy, yet completely empty. It can contradict itself because it is contradiction. Black is malleable, changeable. It can be vacuous and empty, or it can be thick and mirky like black tar, black molasses, blood clots. Black is death, grief, pain, darkness, heaviness of feeling. It doesn’t follow natural laws. It contains nothing that can be affected by laws. Just blind sightless, boundless darkness. There are no necessary norms. Everything is permitted, everything is meaningless. Black is destruction, annihilation. Black is the color of burying.. burying dead, burying alive, covering up, obscuring, destroying, diminishing…and defining.