There was no pain any longer no more need to gasp for breath. And the tiled floor ceased to be cold and hard All sound had died away and it was quite dark.
But in the void and in the silence there was still a kind of knowledge A faint awareness.
Awareness not of a name or person not of memories of the past The awareness knew only itself.
A knowledge reached out into the absence Reached out into the darkness Reached out into the silence And there were no bounds.
And it was aware with a kind of growing hunger, but a hunger for something that did not exist For the knowledge was only of absence of pure and absolute absence Durations of restlessness Durations of hunger
And existence of only one dimension. But in the dark silence. In the void of all sensation Something began to know And there were no bounds.