catastrophe

"The darkness was deathly absolute. I could not distinguish one 

shape or object. I could not see my own body. I could not get a 

sense of anything out there. I was in a great black vacuum. I was 

reduced to pure concept. My flesh had dissolved; my form had 

dissipated. I floated in space. Liberated of my corporeal being, 

but without dispensation to go anywhere else. I was adrift in the 

void. Somewhere across the fine line separating nightmare from 

reality. I stood. But I could not move. My arms and legs felt

paralyzed. I was at the bottom of the sea, the pressure dense,

crushing, inexorable. Dead silence strained against my eardrums.

The darkness was without reprieve. No mental adjustment could make

it less absolute. It was impenetrable – black painted over black

painted over black." 

– Dance, Dance, Dance - Haikui Murukusami