Emptiness

Like a terrified child running with no clear directions..

Occasionally looking back to make sure it is not following him..

Unable to name the fear..

It feels empty and completely void..

And it grows..

From heart to mind, to existence and then to the air he breathes..

The food he eats, the places he go, the people he meets..

What is this emptiness all about?

No matter where he runs, what he does, it comes chasing after him..

And it begins to manifest in his work, responsibilities, relationships and everyday life..

It numbs his senses..

Everythings looks, tastes, feels, proves the same..

And the mind kept attempting to ridicule its works..

Like a cunning demon finding fault with everything he does..

There is no answer to this void..

Is there a cure to this emptiness?

Sometimes there is too much ticking in the brain that stress begins to result..

The setting of expectations cripples the body and mind..

Contradictory..

Perhaps the challenge is still to accept it and finding a balance between both extremes..

Emptiness..

The state of non excitement.

A brain that craves content, ever new contents to fill..

An addiction to the unknown beauty of theories..

An admiration of the ever changing landscape of the arts..

Perhaps emptiness is a friend.

A friend who prepares you for the unprecedented in life.

The coming of more thrills and fun.