I am.

Just a experimental text here to show how cool I am with texts.

                I am something. Made of different part, and many different aspects. All those aspects together make me a contradiction. I am a contradiction. Made of part that is not even there. I am a contradiction, made of fire, water, earth and air. I am love but also ignorance, I am courage but also cowardice, I am the hero and the villain, the light and the shadow, the sun and the moon, the yin and yang, the step on the dry soil, the scream in the storm, the vision in the darkness, the sound on the abysm, the taste of poison and the end of the line.

                Who am I? A contradiction.

                The all, and the nothing.

                Fire and nothing, water and nothing, earth and nothing, air and nothing, love and nothing, hate and nothing, wisdom and nothing, ignorance and nothing, the hero and nothing, the villain and nothing, the light and nothing, the shadow and nothing, sun and nothing, moon and nothing, yin and nothing, yang and nothing, the never step in the dry soil, the never screamed sound in the storm, the never seeing vision in the darkness, the never heard sound In the abysm, the never tasted poison, the never end of the line.

                The line is then continuous.

                I am eternity.

                But I am also nothing.

                I am.

                I was.

                I will be.

                The absolute, and nothing.

                Nothing.

                Nothing.

                Nothing.

                I am nothing.

                And the end will never come for me.