The power of nothingness. Ah, immense.
How many of you have been caught staring at the wall for hours, looking at seemingly nothing? Then, lectured for hours by parent-figures about how you are going to remain like that, staring at the wall, and not achieve anyhting in life, and that if you had any shame and decency, then you would get up and stare at your books. Then, how you had listlessly opened a book and gone back to covertly staring at the wall.
Parents, sigh! They will never understand, you know what i mean? Never grasp the equation of concentration + willpower ---> nothingness. Never really see what we see when we look at those walls slathered with lewd posters tacked there by your brother. What do we see? Nothing. Thats what we see. And now, dear friends imagine the power required to appreciate nothing. Look for it, Recognise it, Appreciate it and Revere it.
No, they will only besmirch our good selves, curse us and rant at us about our good-for-nothingness. See how the word is projected these days? The pain, the pain.
And Nothingness is not just found in those abhorrent canvases of the walls, if you have the will for it, you will find it in those meaningless blades of the creaking fan, in the fly sitting lecherously on your mashed potato, in the math textbooks at school...
Let your heart be open, and you will find it...
south bank, london.
1 week ago