Depth.

Just the way the word rolls off the tongue when spoken in the English language gives the perception of endless black voids. Initially it reminds one of death, death with a hard p in the middle. And isn't death, deep? isn't that what death is? An endless black void, from which there is no escape? Perhaps, although that would be quite depressing. Because could the word depth not also be used with an endless vision of pure white light that is never ending and continues way beyond the human perception? 

And then of course, one cannot forget the ocean. The word depth is typically used when describing those areas hundreds of miles from a shoreline where undiscovered species still linger, and the water becomes so black that even the fearless do not venture there. Yet even with that depth, one merely has to swim back into the light by going up, then they reach the sky. Which has it's own depth, but not in the same way...

When you consider depth, and how deep you're willing to go, do you lean more towards the black void? Or is it a clear bright white expanse that never ends? 

Neither is wholly bad, nor are they wholly good. They just merely are. They are deep, and anything could be discovered in those depths.