Saturday, March 23, 2013

Nothing is something.

Days go by
Nothing.

There is nothing.

How can there be so much, and suddenly, you discover that there's nothing?
Not only that there's nothing, but that there never was anything.

You built your reality on an ideal that only you knew. It is not shared. There is nothing.
There is no one.
You are not part of an us, part of a we.

You are a you.
An I.
A me.

And that's all there is.

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