A discovery. If I have discovered anything, it is but another face of nothing. This isn’t as bad as it might at first seem: nothing teaches us, in its many, its endless disguises, as much as or, paradoxically, more than any thing, with its back turned on nothing in quiet defiance, with its ignorance of where it came from and where, certainly, as certain as anything, as certain as nothing, it is heading. Nothing is our sourcepoint and nothing is our destination. Meanwhile, all things call out to us greedy for our love for them, with the dim thought in the background, as though all things think, that we cannot abide with them in the way they wish, not when we think in the way we do, with even a modicum of honesty.
Published by Richard Q
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q