Kingdom of Xerxillion

Theirs was a kingdom of ideas
Of very many ideas
The day came at last when Exillion came to face to Ixillion:
‘I find it to be true’, said Exillion, ‘That God will only enter the Kingdom of Xerxillion when all evil ideas are destroyed.’
‘I find it to be true’, said Ixillion, ‘That God will only enter the Kingdom of Xerxillion when one beautiful idea is created.’
‘None may resist me’, said Exillion, ‘For every idea you create I will destroy two, and in half the time it took you to create it.’
‘None may move me’, said Ixillion, ‘For every idea you destroy, I will create two, and in half the time it took you to destroy it.’
Exillion flew down and raised his hands
A dark light in the centre of each
And destroyed two ideas for each that Ixillion created.
Ixillion raised his hands
An indigo iridescence in each
And created two ideas for each that Exillion destroyed.
Mathematics minded not, but
A great vortex began to consume them both…
…Out of the vortex came energy
Theirs was a kingdom of matter
Of very little matter
A googol of light rapidly condensed into a trillion tiny galaxies
A billion stars each
A collection of planets
Two hundred elements
And a whole universe
Of ideas…