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Journey into Nothingness
I know not what is nothing
Is it absence of anything?
Absence of physical or mental form?
Absence of decay, static or reform?
There is no past, no future
There is no happiness, no torture
There is no body, hence, no death
Neither is there life or breath
So I don’t need air, hence it is not
There is no spring, autumn, cold or hot
I came from nowhere and have nowhere to go
There is no quickness, nothing is slow
There is no sound yet no quietness
There is no light yet no darkness
What is there? A vast expanse, endless into eternity
Yet there is nowhere to start my journey
I thought there was nothing where I was
But my thought was there and so I was
We were on a journey, yet nobody moved
There was emptiness, yet we pushed & shoved
There was nothing to see yet we saw everything
There was nothing to hear yet we heard everything
We felt everything through there was nothing to feel
We were disoriented yet on an even keel
We were there, suspended amidst nothing
We were the ‘something’ ………….
……………….but still we were nothing…….
-Marisha
4 Feb '08
21.33 hrs