The Disenchantment continues.
I am not special. I am nothing at all.
I am no-thing. I am shapeless. I am far grander than the identities I have shaped myself inside of.
I am scared to be so big sometimes. I feel sometimes that I might loose this body I am so vast - my body ... the cage I covet for a chance at life.
This type of life. So precious. So fragile. So fleeting.
Everyone I know will die and today I don't care who I told you I was. I'm not that right now. I'm no-thing right now. I am brave enough to have no shape and be not special, not special at all.
No-thing Special
Hollywood, CA
Hollywood, CA
August 21, 2007
4 Comments:
You are no-thing. But you are also every-thing. You are not discrete but part of a greater essence. Therefore, in some ways, you could consider yourself not special at all, because you can become one with that greater essence. In some ways, you are very special, because you can become one with that greater essence. Space is an illusion. There is no space, there is just unseen "substance" that we may or may not be able to perceive. We are all connected and all joined.
We are no-thing. We are every-thing.
Sometimes you don't want to be limited by your specialness, you know? Being no-thing can be so much bigger and scarier, too. Brave to be no-thing at all.
You are special. I'm re-watching Episode 3 of the first season of "Who Wants to be a Superhero." In the test of self-sacrifice, you were the first to offer up yourself. That makes you special because that's the ultimate demonstration of love.
You know, most of my magick on the show happens in conversational moments that never made the action-oriented editing cut. Maybe someday int he future, my voice will have it smoment to sing like my actions. And really ... it just seemed natural. Thank you for taking the time ...
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