On Transcendence

If nothing is everything and everything is nothing, then what is the point for me to even know anything at all? It doesn’t really matter because in reality it is all a joke. The creator has a great sense of humour. Glad you are laughing. I wasn’t. Until now. A full circle to this. The snake eating its own tail. Ouroboros. What’s the point? Really what’s the point of it all? Anything you want to make of it. Nothing matters. Because nothing is what truly matters. So be whoever, do whatever, go wherever. Close your eyes. Go deep within. To that nothingness. That void. There. Sit. Meditate. Decide. Originally published on Maya Musings Open Journal