Prologue

There was nothing. There was black. Out of that black emerged everything. Out of that black came the white. But this did not suffice. All the other colors came following and so was born the universe. [Middle English, from Old French univers, from Latin niversum, meaning whole, one. + versus, past participle of vertere, meaning to turn, to become]. This is not as easy a concept to grasp as it seems. In essence what is being said here is that something came out of nothing. That something is still confied to a finite area bounded by that nothing. This is where my reality starts. Infinity encased within finity.