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“The Void”

Fear it or cruise it, the void is
life without living, or so it appears—
so it appears.

F.E.A.R. they told me was False
Evidence Appearing Real, the closer
you get to something the less it is
what you thought it was.

Embrace the truth.

Nothing. The bridge to everything.
Stillness… LORD, read the Tao Te Ching.
Ironic that the disturbed choose on
the way home to pick up liquor to
avoid the eternal internal look, we
take “breaks” from the whirlwind with
higher power whirlwinds.

We stand above the muddied pool and
throw rocks at it ‘til it matches our
brain, unstable and rocking.

The void, trust it? Shall we come home
just to silence? Seems a welcome mat
for negative chatter, self-doubt, the cycle
of stuff I’ve always avoided…

Bring a lantern, trust the void

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