December 9, 2020
After this climax of nothing, what's this something you feel in the dark that moves with a mind not yours, with a soul not yours, that you might come to it and feel its heart that is emptiness within a profound solace? There, in its engulfed cathedral, with a trillion voices intermingling soundlessly you can sing and be heard by no one and everyone. Where you are, if you come to this point, is everywhere and nowhere. if you say so, they will laugh at you, jeer and mock you. How dare you come to us with such disabling truth?