Acausal realm of nothingness

Acausal king of paradoxal nothingness
Liveth still within my scarce lines
By force of hints he's waking up awareness
With darkness brilliance he shines
Ascending heaven in subconsciousness
Being not limited by human minds
He doth exist with self-relatedness
He's lacking any sorts and kinds
His shape's avoiding some definiteness
Conspicuously remainin' blind
Inhuman's evidence of humour wittiness
That some of us someday should find

to be continued..
just a sketch