TO THE VOID

We are already almost nothing,

so why do we make such a fuss

of becoming nothing,

ceasing to exist,

thoughts fading

in the wind that blows through existence

making things anew?

Even those of us

who seek to accept

the void, even them

make it a quest of a life-time

to be at peace with it,

that moment when we are

and the moment

when there is something

of which we are not part.

The moment of obliteration,

the fear

that grips us -

and the enlightenment

so praised,

into the void,

annihilated

all those

who accept,

blasted out of existence

just like us

who tremble.

Because

we are nothing but

mind, thoughts following another

existing in linear time.

Because

the universe without us

doesn't exist,

because

our cosmos

is us, ourselves.

Messy bubble of thought

expanding,

collapsing,

ceasing to exist.

That's why we make a fuss.

Existence fears annihilation.

13.09.2018