I'm guessing this has to do with the world in its surrounding and how it influences you? You, as in oneself. I find this piece giving more imagery than you had intended in the first place- which, of course, is good. I found myself in a blue place with black splatters and white shadows, if not a canvas hung up on a gallery's wall.
Symbolically speaking, I could feel a sense of self-discovery and identification- as though there's something we've remained oblivious to this entire time and only now have come to realize due to exposure.
I don't know, just my outlook on it. Intriguing write, thanks for sharing.
I don't mean to really mess with you aimed the white on whites but once something exists it has continuation regardless of its existence. It can not be erased. I have considered the perplexities of this aimed since the beginning and I say "before there was anything that mattered (that was made of matter) everything that would ever be existed. It was the essence of totality, it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form. Theoretically that is of course.