NOTHING/ANYTHING

WE ARE NOTHING.

WHICH MEANS WE CAN BE ANYTHING.

The empty space has no name.

The empty space is not scary.

Not dark.

Not alluring.

It just is.

As are we.

We just are.

We can play this game however we like.

We can be sad.

We can be joyful.

We can be beautiful.

We can be all of the above.

We decide.

When we tap into this knowing,

We tap into that nothing,

That some thing,

That, out of anything, we call “divine.”

And when we tap into our creative powers,

To create life in our image,

On our terms,

In our own words,

With our chosen meaning,

That is when we taste the heights,

Of that thing

We may call

God.

And when we are in this space,

This “God-head,”

We are our most unique,

Most alive,

Most true to our real, expressed voice,

That no one else can copy,

No one else can match,

No one else can possibly be.

We go from being something

We never thought about,

Something we just thought

Was “the truth,”

To being anything we choose to say we are,

And the actions we take in line with that.

That is utterly insignificant,

And yet so significant.

It is a gift we all possess,

But it is a gift nonetheless.