Meaningfulness is the same as meaninglessness, the full extreme of the one is the same as the full extreme of the other. It is impossible to begin from this position so we always begin from somewhere in between. We have a dose of meaningfulness here and a spot of meaninglessness there, a reservoir of meaning on this side and a chasm of meaninglessness on that, perhaps the acceptance of the one and the ignorance of the other. But as we near the edge of either position, a great conversion occurs: we tremble at the divine being fused with shit or wince at the fraternity we share with the uncaring universe.
Near the edge
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

Richard, I love this gorgeous paradox you highlight: “the divine being fused with shit.” Wishing you a wondrous day!
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Thank you, Stacey. The coincidentia oppositorum is something of a (disaster of a) guiding star for me. I see twinklings of this star in your work as well. We are having some wondrous storms right now, so I am flooded with wonder, sympathizing with the earth.
Joy to you today, Stacey!
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Amen to that, kindred soul!
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