Why and When the World Ended
Of course,it was long anticipated. The funny thing being, who would be left to experience the aftermath? Well,by definition, no one.
So, imagine my surprise when I was. Surprise, slowly, stutteringly morphing into confusion, with each insight, each observation.
The yawning gap at the center of the world was nothing new. I had lived with it, near it, in it long enough to think of it as home. But a void is well-defined by its substantial surroundings; by contrast it derives its empty nature. So, as you, dear reader, may well imagine, a void surrounded by a void is, perhaps, not recognizable as a void at all! When emptiness is everywhere, it is the something that forms the backdrop for, well, anything.
Thing1 and Thing 2 were pretty much heart and mind. The former was really over-activated, at the point of expansion, collapse, transmutation or infarction. And the latter? That, dear reader, is where we are. What is in that mind?
Humans are role-players. Life is theatre. No role is comprehensive: form, by nature,is circumscribed, limited to an enclosing membrane. And yet an actor may say, "I see all!" It is a popular, a legendary, a favorite role. Certainly popular as a defense against the void, which yawns unerringly and without cease, adjacent to all things, all actors, all roles. "I see thee not!", saith the One Who Is Right. "Because I am not", saith the Wraith. The dance of existence and non-existence, of being and non-being,is a bore and a matter of indifference to such an actor. Up until the penultimate scene, of course, where it becomes the subject matter itself.
Which issue, in fact,is our subject matter: The actor awakes from her role; The actor awakes from his role; the actor awakes.
And lo: the void is the background,the context, the challenge and the question.
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