An essay on the beauty of nothing
tonight, the beauty of everything has me set back. I was outside gazing at the stars next to my love, and the amazement of everything kicked me in the teeth. The lovely blanket placed over the skies was so visible. It’s holes let in the light of the ‘heavens’ and I was blown away. It occurred to us how little we know about the stars and the universe that holds them. The beauty is so overwhelming that it’s sometimes hard to imagine what these lights really are. So many miles away. ‘Miles isn’t even a word in this place. These dead planets still scream at us every night with the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard. With all the ugliness in this world, it’s a great relief to feel significant... even if for just a second. And that’s what this glory creates inside my mind... a feeling of significance. The fact that others are in awe of this same spectical at that exact same moment... how beautiful can things become? This is undefinable.
As we admired these divine lights, we were blessed with a sign. A brief little glimpse of how all these unspeakable, unbelievable existences can smile on you whenever they see fit. And do I believe that there is a consciousness behind this vast blanket? I cannot say. But in this moment, I felt no need to question it. In the open space between a tree and the house... in the visible sky, a shooting star fell for us. It graced us with its fall. “make a wish...”, everyone always says. Well, I did.. Not because I believed this star would answer my prayers, but because the moment was so perfect, that I felt everything was possible. I made that wish and the memory of it will never leave my mind.
This is where things get tricky... When the power of all these mysteries caress your brain... it has never been an ability I possess to just write things off... I dwell on everything so endlessly. Every amazing feeling that touched me tonight adds to this junkyard of questions in my brain. I write this like it’s a bad thing (as I reread), but this is probably the greatest gift I possess. It hurts on many occasions, but to be able to sift through all these unexplainable instances is certainly a blessing. I feel what most people don’t even acknowledge.
So as we sat on the porch, poisonous cigarettes in our mouths, we completely lost touch with our surroundings. For those few brief seconds, nothing else mattered. When you involve yourself in a conversation about the glorious stars, and then one of them dies for you... how can you ignore that perfection...
Then the conversations begin. This is where every philosophical human being will dwell. And from my experience, every conversation of unexplainable things will evolve into talks about a higher being... “god” if you will. But with stacey and I... it did not begin there, and I am so proud of this. We began with words about how beautiful our ever-expanding universe is, and how we cherish it so much, even though we don’t understand it... that’s when you know you love something... when you can accept that you love it... even though you can’t wrap your mind around it. This is an extraordinary feeling. We spoke of all the wonder that we will never understand. And then... we discussed the “god” factor. This is a tough thing to speak of... normally... but with us it’s easy. People in the past have hated me for my viewpoint on christianity... and they are assholes. Let’s begin a new paragraph...
To all who are reading this... please don’t be offended by anything I’ve written. I accept your beliefs just as I accept any others. I don’t believe that a human being will ever have the knowledge to be able to write off any belief. We simply can’t know anything. We are humans... hear us pretend.
So this is where this ‘essay’ was inevitably meandering towards. For obvious reasons, all my writings seem to drift towards the answers to all our questions. Of course I don’t know any of the answers... but I’ll never hear them if I don’t ask the questions, right? These days, everyone’s faith seems to be based on their beginning. Let me explain... what you were brought up in, so you shall be... There are exceptions to this rule, but they seem to be few and far between. I will never be able to understand how someone can just place all their faith in what their ancestors fell into.
I’m going to STOP myself now... While this is important to me, I don’t feel like I have any right to preach about it... fuck it. Believe what you want... just try to absorb everything... there is so much life to live. Take advantage of it, and don’t let any dumb ass customs from the past rob you of your desires. “The only way to get rid of temptation is to give in to it.”
Let’s just go back to the beauty of everything and nothing. When everything and nothing are side-by-side, they never argue...
So here is the end of my little rambling stint here... basically I just want everyone to know that there is beauty out there. I’ve lost my train of thought, but I want everyone who reads this... the next time you’re with someone you love, to go outside, stare at the stars, and just imagine... just imagine. Think of how every being in our existence has the ability to do any fucking thing they want. Think of how you can completely fulfill your fantasies if you just have the will-power. Look at those perfect stars (the eyes of the gods) and just imagine that every one of those stars is a dream you’ve had at some point in your life. I want you to grab a net and start jumping towards the sky... catch them, complete them... don’t waste any of this chance you’ve been given. Whatever this chance is... who the fuck cares? What’s real? What’s not? They’re both the same anyway. Just ask yourself... “has anything I’ve done made me happy?” Dwell on it people.... I’m trying to...
Well, anyway... this is not where I wanted this to go, I don’t think... but I’m drunk, I’m anxious, I’m excited to live my life to all of its potential. So right now, go outside, look at those wonderful lights, and just dream...
Goodnight... don’t let the bed bugs bite (don’t worry... the bed bugs don’t really exist.)
tonight, the beauty of everything has me set back. I was outside gazing at the stars next to my love, and the amazement of everything kicked me in the teeth. The lovely blanket placed over the skies was so visible. It’s holes let in the light of the ‘heavens’ and I was blown away. It occurred to us how little we know about the stars and the universe that holds them. The beauty is so overwhelming that it’s sometimes hard to imagine what these lights really are. So many miles away. ‘Miles isn’t even a word in this place. These dead planets still scream at us every night with the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard. With all the ugliness in this world, it’s a great relief to feel significant... even if for just a second. And that’s what this glory creates inside my mind... a feeling of significance. The fact that others are in awe of this same spectical at that exact same moment... how beautiful can things become? This is undefinable.
As we admired these divine lights, we were blessed with a sign. A brief little glimpse of how all these unspeakable, unbelievable existences can smile on you whenever they see fit. And do I believe that there is a consciousness behind this vast blanket? I cannot say. But in this moment, I felt no need to question it. In the open space between a tree and the house... in the visible sky, a shooting star fell for us. It graced us with its fall. “make a wish...”, everyone always says. Well, I did.. Not because I believed this star would answer my prayers, but because the moment was so perfect, that I felt everything was possible. I made that wish and the memory of it will never leave my mind.
This is where things get tricky... When the power of all these mysteries caress your brain... it has never been an ability I possess to just write things off... I dwell on everything so endlessly. Every amazing feeling that touched me tonight adds to this junkyard of questions in my brain. I write this like it’s a bad thing (as I reread), but this is probably the greatest gift I possess. It hurts on many occasions, but to be able to sift through all these unexplainable instances is certainly a blessing. I feel what most people don’t even acknowledge.
So as we sat on the porch, poisonous cigarettes in our mouths, we completely lost touch with our surroundings. For those few brief seconds, nothing else mattered. When you involve yourself in a conversation about the glorious stars, and then one of them dies for you... how can you ignore that perfection...
Then the conversations begin. This is where every philosophical human being will dwell. And from my experience, every conversation of unexplainable things will evolve into talks about a higher being... “god” if you will. But with stacey and I... it did not begin there, and I am so proud of this. We began with words about how beautiful our ever-expanding universe is, and how we cherish it so much, even though we don’t understand it... that’s when you know you love something... when you can accept that you love it... even though you can’t wrap your mind around it. This is an extraordinary feeling. We spoke of all the wonder that we will never understand. And then... we discussed the “god” factor. This is a tough thing to speak of... normally... but with us it’s easy. People in the past have hated me for my viewpoint on christianity... and they are assholes. Let’s begin a new paragraph...
To all who are reading this... please don’t be offended by anything I’ve written. I accept your beliefs just as I accept any others. I don’t believe that a human being will ever have the knowledge to be able to write off any belief. We simply can’t know anything. We are humans... hear us pretend.
So this is where this ‘essay’ was inevitably meandering towards. For obvious reasons, all my writings seem to drift towards the answers to all our questions. Of course I don’t know any of the answers... but I’ll never hear them if I don’t ask the questions, right? These days, everyone’s faith seems to be based on their beginning. Let me explain... what you were brought up in, so you shall be... There are exceptions to this rule, but they seem to be few and far between. I will never be able to understand how someone can just place all their faith in what their ancestors fell into.
I’m going to STOP myself now... While this is important to me, I don’t feel like I have any right to preach about it... fuck it. Believe what you want... just try to absorb everything... there is so much life to live. Take advantage of it, and don’t let any dumb ass customs from the past rob you of your desires. “The only way to get rid of temptation is to give in to it.”
Let’s just go back to the beauty of everything and nothing. When everything and nothing are side-by-side, they never argue...
So here is the end of my little rambling stint here... basically I just want everyone to know that there is beauty out there. I’ve lost my train of thought, but I want everyone who reads this... the next time you’re with someone you love, to go outside, stare at the stars, and just imagine... just imagine. Think of how every being in our existence has the ability to do any fucking thing they want. Think of how you can completely fulfill your fantasies if you just have the will-power. Look at those perfect stars (the eyes of the gods) and just imagine that every one of those stars is a dream you’ve had at some point in your life. I want you to grab a net and start jumping towards the sky... catch them, complete them... don’t waste any of this chance you’ve been given. Whatever this chance is... who the fuck cares? What’s real? What’s not? They’re both the same anyway. Just ask yourself... “has anything I’ve done made me happy?” Dwell on it people.... I’m trying to...
Well, anyway... this is not where I wanted this to go, I don’t think... but I’m drunk, I’m anxious, I’m excited to live my life to all of its potential. So right now, go outside, look at those wonderful lights, and just dream...
Goodnight... don’t let the bed bugs bite (don’t worry... the bed bugs don’t really exist.)
