2024-06-07 - Difference

There is very little to be known. No moments to be shared and certainly not to know which moment one is in right now. What even is now? A blip in a continuous stream of a vast empty. That is all there is, all there ever was and all there ever will be. There isn't anything to do other than accept it, one cannot know it after all. Accept it and float along in the empty, in the nothing. Nothing exists outside of this, nothing will disturb one from being here. At all.

There is no telling how it happens, or when, one doesn't know and cannot know, but something changes in the empty. Something that cannot be described, but something nonetheless. Something that one craves to know.

A thing. But... how? How can that be? How can one know this? How did this change? What will happen... now? So many questions, too many questions. There cannot be a now, there is no now, there is just nothing and accepting that one cannot know was the only thing one can know. Please, go away, it's different.

Please come back, it's cold.