God write now

What would God have me write now?
That I am alone, still alone, forever, eternally alone.
What would God have to say to that?
That I am partially right, but utterly wrong.
Why would God have been so equivocal?
Because God lives, and all that lives is equivocal.
How is God alive, who is this God?
By being the life of all that lives, God is the living God.
Where is God now?
Alive, somewhere--hidden--living.

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