“I sit and wonder, often, about nothing, and wonder what it would be like to be nothing.”

Thought Catalog

Let the nothing around you, become you, let it sit upon your shoulders as a cloak, as a king upon a throne. Let it weigh you down, as it envelops all that you are, all that you will become. Let it sit where only you can see it, and let yourself know it’s there, only you can see nothing after all.

Wonder in amazement as you give it shape, purpose, a juxtaposition from which to be. Let that thought settle in you as you gaze, and think to yourself, that nothing feels good, feels like home. Think that you would like nothing more, because it’s already there, because there it is, what’s left of it, and all there is to say about it.

Wonder why you never had the guts to fill this garment, why you always let everything stand between you and nothing, and how, it was really always there, waiting for you to claim it as your own, nothing seems…

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