The beginning of the world is in black and white. Before there could be anything, there needs first to be contrast. A silvern point in the vast blackness of night is the herald of the dawn.
The added definition to a field of white by a black line is a world away from a blank page. A single stroke of a pen on virgin page is the opening of a promethean eye. The protean potential of a mere slit on the verge of exuding a new cosmos entire.
"The black color, if you follow me, is light of pure Ipseity;
within this Darkness is the Water of Life."
~Shams al-Din Lahiji~