Disclosure Well what can I say about all this?

Ive come to the end of this story, a very short piece that was full of spaces and full stops and nothingness. I failed at what I planned to do, fell very non-graciously from my climb to....what exactly? At the beginning was life, a vibrant world of skipping and happy smiles, only to be sucked up by Chaos, in one swift motion. I regret this event, because it was I who called him. The next life was space, a void world of nothingness and absolute silence where laughter was a distant visitor, and smiles, fleeting motions. During my regret, I sought to clean up the mess I had made, only for the world to do that by itself, and that made me very scared. Not scared, foolish and very angry with myself when I realised I called Chaos for reasons the world wasnt guilty of- I had just been a selfish young man. So I chose to atone for my sin, clean up my ways by the only way I knew how to- I wanted to get close to the world, know its feel and get to be friends with it, this was my end but I knew it not. For the very path I chose to tow had been towed by someone else, maybe, maybe not, and my intentions were twisted- not by me, for I had lost my credibility. Rather than peacefully cutting my intentions down, I let anger rule my reasoning and I stormed out of the room, leaving the world more twisted than it just recovered from being. Then I realised the truth: I could never be part of the world, for it already had its inhabitants, and though Ill try not to interfere with the peaceful process- it had already spelled the futility of my thoughts as I narrated my noble intentions to it- if I get too close, I might upset the existing system, which would be no fault of mine... So Im back to the beginning, the very beginning before I saw the world on the first day of creation. Ill just stare at the world from afar, marvel at the beauty of its making from a very great distance while I make no move to ever be a part of it...