Milan Kundera, author of The Unbearable Lightness of Being once wrote -
We can never know what we want; Because, living only one life, we can neither compare it to our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.
I) Nightverse 
Imagine being alone -
In the park at night, without light.
The stars aren't even out to guide.
Zero, information diet.
Move forward, a blindin' riot.
Then he went on philosophising in the novel -
There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis for comparison. We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is always like a sketch. No, "sketch" is not quite a word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.
II) Dayverse 
The sun arose, darkness's demise,
Non-zeroes, now flooding your eyes.
Where will you go ..
.. if not with the flow?
III) Obverse 
Even if Milan Kundera's symbolic reference of a sketch turns out to be a sketch for something, a perfect outline of a picture, like a scripture - all it really amounts to in the end is just a flick of the switch.
A yes. A no.
I know. I don't.
Not that it matters much anyway. Whatever's beyond the event horizon is not for human comprehension. Irrelevant, less it spills forth. What's more relevant is for us to find it within ourselves to (roughly quote) kindle a light of meaning, in the darkness of mere being.
