The Entity, Unknown

Within celestial throes,
Primordial, its form,
The Entity, unknown,
Illyrian in nature.

Its presence can be felt,
Inside of me,
Inside of you,
Inside us all!

This question left unasked?
The answer: terrible.

The fabric of reality,
Of threads that bind infinitely.

Fissures in temporal flow,
Open dimensional
Windows into the soul,
And its twisting reflections.

It stalks in alien form,
It follows me,
It follows you,
It follows all,
What can we do in this weird realm?

Enigmatic, sentient goal,
Paraterrestrial,
Something best left unborn,
Yet here it hunts, alone!

And we're its prey and sport,
Its hunting me,
Its hunting you,
It hunts us all!

The time for questions' passed,
Escape slips from our hold.

The shackles of reality,
Of chains that bind infinitely.