Drums Do Grumble
Drums do grumble
Blood becomes
Belief to boil
And brain to dumb
A lofty little
Hides the heart
A hope to heal
And hold the art
But brambles break
And briars thwart
The blood that burns
The dripping dart
The weeds do work
The warlock's part
The wagons wail
The winded cart
Forever finds
A fervor faint
A failing faith
A will to paint
Angles
The entirety of our existence
is suspended in the definition
of our perspective.
Even the boundaries
can change,
have the possibility to rearrange,
dependent upon each individual claim
on the limitations of
impossible things.
He sees nothing
and it is zero, nil, an irretrievable loss,
an empty void of useless space.
She sees nothing
as a promise of grace,
of hope, creation, redemption,
and change.
They both see emptiness
but it's what they choose to do with that space.
These words are only
an ignorant human expression,
for I cannot purport to know
the solidity of fact,
of Absolute Truth,
to say otherwise is a fallacy,
self evident in the arrogance.
Choice
is what we have been granted
to work with,
this is what our Free Will is.
A paradox
The way I see it, there are two types of nothing. One is relative, the other is perpetual.
Neither of them truly exist. You want to get technical? A bit of logic and poetry can help to explain.
If we’re talking about an absolute void of nothingness - complete nothingness witnessed by no thing and nobody, it wouldn’t matter if it existed or not. Nothing is there to experience it. It’s truly a crazy thing to think about, but if ‘nothing’ existed then it wouldn’t ‘exist’ in the first place. Existence is a word used only by those who exist.
If there were an outside observer, then the very word “nothing” makes it something; it’s still a place being observed.
Still with me ? Good.
Now, since we live in a universe, with energy, matter, and observers, the word “nothing” is an incorrect word to use. It’s more of an exaggeration. Some quotes that resonate:
“Nature abhors a vacuum” - Aristotle
“Nothingness not being nothing, nothingness being emptiness.” -Isabelle Adjani
In addition to that, “the usefulness of a cup, is its emptiness.” - Osho
Our laws of thermodynamics essentially state that a complete void of nothingness is impossible. Even in the depths of space, it’s not nothing. It still has the slightest temperature, and light waves travel its boundaries endlessly.
There is no such thing as a total absence of anything. Darkness? Just an absence of light. Evil? Just an absence of good. Cold? Just an absence of heat. But -30° C feels warm if you just experienced -40°. Every evil person has a chance to do good. Even the darkest night will always yield to light.
To get more personal, we all have a void within us. I find mine when a lover breaks my heart. When I experience true loneliness. When I drink or indulge in drugs, my emotions fade away. When I fail repeatedly, I feel worthless. If I have nowhere to belong, I feel as if I’m a waste of space.
But I am still me, I am still here, and I still feel even if it’s not much. This void I find within me is a canvas. Waiting for my direction, waiting for me to paint the most beautiful picture I can.
You see, there is no such thing as nothingness, so long as there’s a word for it.
DSM-5
you ever open the DSM-5
and think,
I'm not the most interesting person
I thought myself to be?
I'm not someone who hears voices,
or is narcissistic,
or has an addiction to eating mattresses
or even likes to feel pain,
like some of these freaks*
seem to find appealing
but I do count to the same numbers
over and over
trying to find sanity
in where there is none to be found
in any capacity -
which is the definition,
even by these psychiatrists,
of insanity,
of someone
with issues and a diagnosis
a label, if you will,
to cure my malady
I am page number 43
or 52
or 89 -
the list goes on
I am somewhere sandwiched
between the many injustices
that were done to me
*of which I am wholly
willing to claim some responsibility
Nothing does Exist
A name, a norm,
a weathering storm can
best describe our nothing.
"I was sitting at my computer doing nothing". Meaning a simple art form of not moving and thinking at the same time.
"I stood on the corner for hours and saw nothing." Meaning my eyes and thoughts were looking for a figure to react in some way that could be described. "If I had it, I'll give it to you, but unfortunately I have nothing.". Meaning, something was in the place of what's there now or could be there now, making this a destination.
So MY conclusion is Nothing exist in so many forms that one day it will be something.