This mans fear,
to dream and die,
and fall into a starless, empty sky.
Into the place, the in between.
The darkness in which all men dream,
and roam the coridoors of MIND.
My worldly troubles left behind.
Author notes
The Nothing is the complete absence of self. The horrific realisation that you are looking at the blank canvas on which all 'reality' is painted.
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The horror...?
Is nothingness and absence of self so bad? I think that occasionally, we all need to drop out of the 'me' and spend some time in the 'we'. Only an attachment to the self can cause fear of it's loss. Switch off, tune out and drop in, the universe is lovely
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great
loved it
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