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From light I come,

To light I go.

 

From nothing I come,

To something I go.

 

Emotionless. Senseless. Lifeless. Emptiness.

 

I feel nothing. I hear nothing. I see nothing.

 

Bliss. Love. That’s all I know at this point.

 

Everything around me is dark. I can’t really tell if it’s dark, but that was what I felt and that was what I think I saw. I start to think. I start to feel.

 

I felt love.

 

I grow larger and larger. Bigger and bigger. And soon, I explode.

 

And as I explode, millions of myself emerge out of nothingness to form something.

 

Gases, stars, the sun, the moon, the planets, the galaxies, the comets. All me.

 

The rivers, the ocean, the fishes, the sky, the birds, the forests, the animals, the deserts, the winds. All I.

 

I not only start to think. I start to talk. I start to see. I start to believe.I start to eat. I start to excrete. I started to breed. I start to kill. I start to lie. I start to cheat. I start everything.

 

All me.

 

Everything from nothing was something.

 

Me.

 

Time is also me. It never stops. I never stop.

 

Years pass. Decades pass. Millenniums, eons. Another explosion.

 

I merge back to myself. Back into that tiny ball of light. And the light slowly fades.

 

Everything from something, to nothing. Me.

 

I become silent. I stop thinking. I stop seeing. I stop talking. I stop hearing. I stop living. I stop dying. I stop.

 

From light I come,

To light I go.

 

From nothing I come,

To something I go.

 

Emotionless. Senseless. Lifeless. Emptiness.

 

I feel nothing. I hear nothing. I see nothing.

 

Bliss. Love. That’s all I know at this point.

 

Another explosion and the whole process above repeats it’s self.

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