I look longingly at the deep end of the abyss to find the truth stare at me. But I realise soon that it is beyond my reach. The antidote is right there like a beacon, revolving, rotating and flashing light patterns. I fall into the abyss to bear the light, to consume it, to light the world. I head down with my heels up, moving with relentless precision and irresistible desire. But I seem to reach nowhere, nothingness engulfs me, and the clear concoction of reality leaves me. Half-conscious, I find myself falling asleep losing my determination. In my state of trance, I encounter monsters that dwell at the bottom guarding the light ready to swing swords at me. I fight them with all my strength ruling out any chances of failure. Gaining consciousness I find the beacon shattered into little beams of light. They shine blinking making me realise of the variants of truth. I dive through them, scrutinizing them, accepting them and discern that I have light years to go before I find the ultimate truth.
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