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Click hereIt is the nothingness that scares me
Not the Madness
Realize that Sanity and InSanity
Are closer than the prisoner next to you
They are something
They have form, meaning; Purpose
not the empty
It has nothing
Like looking into a pit so deep that not even
light escapes
nor the Dark
Frost knew the deserts
While we trekked the infinite expanse of the
VOID
Look at your cellmates and pray you see the
Flicker
The flame
the sparkle
Pray to all you know for something
for nothing is evil
No mercy, no feeling, no compassion
nothing
Void abhors nature
and thus does it, Unknowingly, the dance of empty
a need a strong as gravity
to make nothing from Something
Nature abhors a vacuum
But Nature fears the Void
So much it must make pockets outside the outside of space
Called reality in which there is Something
The nothing is all
Encompassing
Knowing
Powerful
Empty
Infinite
Dead/Never-alive
Needing to be filled by the void
Needing to be filled with the Word.