Nothing
Maybe I should leave this page totally blank as that will make this easier to understand.
But… I don’t think that’s permitted here on medium, haha
And even if it was permitted it will only make you wonder, it will only make you quizzed, it will only make you want to give the blank page with the title “nothing” a meaning
It will only make you want to make it “something”
Like a snake looking for its own tail
Life seems to be an endless game of chasing the one thing we run away from…nothing
The quest to find meaning in things and with people
The promise of every religion
The desire to see tomorrow no matter how bleak we think it will be
All is to find “meaning” which really comes from nothing
All beliefs are built on other beliefs
All cultures from beliefs
But if you spend some time and question everything you think you know
What you find is
Nothing
A nothingness that owns everything
A nothingness that permeates everything
A nothingness we run away from because it is uncomfortable
But everything we create to run away from it
Is as uncomfortable.
And
Everything that is nothing
Now I shall slip into this nothingness that is me
For I am tired of playing my own game
And now
I must rest
And the universe closed her eyes, never to open them again
