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The darkness of space, if one performs an experiment and looks through a toilet paper roll towards the sky in a way that no stars or lights can be seen, is quite precise. There is little qualification or need to distinguish details, and that makes it clear and precise. Light is the same, if, for example, you put the toilet paper roll on a flat clear surface in front of fluorescent light, this boring view of light is without feature and easily referred to precisely.

Other experiments yield different results. If we have things in a completely dark room, we have the same thing as our toilet paper experiment yields, but light will yield a room with things, and is both complex, and vague. This kind of experiment shows how light is not precise, when darkness is.

The more experiments we think of the more we should be able to conjecture that darkness is more precise than light. In any situation where the experiment is to “look” at darkness (not to feel things, or smell odors at other things (whether in darkness or light), and there is no light to look at, darkness will be easily referred to with no vagueness/with good precision. Another experiment would be to look at a rainbow. It is reasonable to say there is no darkness in a controlled look at a rainbow, and involves vagueness. Any view of no light will be easily and simply referred to with no vagueness. Light is much more vague in comparison.

So you’re walking down the …
One “.” at a time, wings, like scare quotes, folded…
The dots down a salt-flat superhighway
To the horizon line across, and inwards,
Where is the end of the world?
When does that line open up and we spill beyond, cupped in a question,
When do we say rest?

You with wisdom say that walking is a controlled fall,
Alas there is no falling without ground, no fear,
No control.
In that sudden “V” shape birds make with open wings, when
Out of the darkness cracks light in the distance,
When all that we know, held in our hearts, is put behind us,
Are you to be left behind too?