Information From Nothing

It seems there is no information
A trick of the logic and mirrors of minds
That everything in the infinite all
Is cuts finely into the infinitesimal
To become a thing where it was not
To come into being from its opposite
Time bites the memory it forgot
To exist from the plain to a bit

Code Source

The code begins with the word
The word become meaning
Everything is run from the source
The source comes into being
Onto the edge of an infinite field the integers run
To the end of the universe to the final sun
And everyone from one has become one
The code itself has written itself
In and out of existence being
The only thing seeing
And perceiving