looking into the void or the drunk black bunny
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looking into the void or the drunk black bunny
if you find nothingness , emptiness, the void what do you do ?
do you jump into the void , slowly immerse your self or do a double back flip in to that which is there but not there ?
there are two solid objects i am holding them, two cups , they are made of a substance from the earth .
they are solid ! but in reality they are just ' matter '.
what lies between them , the fresh air is just ' matter ' as well , in fact
everything that exists is made of ' matter ', even the air, the space between spaces.
' matter ' is ' energy ', and ' energy ' is just tiny little balls of white/grey/black light.
so when you look into this ' energy ', the ' pure energy ', taking form all away, there is the nothingness, emptiness , you are in the void.
take care
do you jump into the void , slowly immerse your self or do a double back flip in to that which is there but not there ?
there are two solid objects i am holding them, two cups , they are made of a substance from the earth .
they are solid ! but in reality they are just ' matter '.
what lies between them , the fresh air is just ' matter ' as well , in fact
everything that exists is made of ' matter ', even the air, the space between spaces.
' matter ' is ' energy ', and ' energy ' is just tiny little balls of white/grey/black light.
so when you look into this ' energy ', the ' pure energy ', taking form all away, there is the nothingness, emptiness , you are in the void.
take care
I like it. Sort of a twist on having a drink with Harvey's friend. (What was his name?)You wrote:Black Bunny
When I was about 10 years old, our church CYO (Christian Youth Organization) put on the play "Harvey". It was uproariously funny. I'm amazed to find years later, it was about an Alcoholic losing his mind [and every body losing theirs around him].
Sometimes when we jump into what we think is going to be a black void, we find it's full of gracious people, Christmas lights, and party snacks.
And pie.
when i jump through the black void it would be fun to find myself immersed in the world of ' Alice in wonderland ', i could see my self having cupcakes and slices for the rest of my eternity and also earl grey tea with a dash of sugar to give it a bit of a kick .
my character would be ' the black bunny ', slightly hilarious, slightly inappropriate, a bit like how i am on this site !
(well hilarious to me anyway !)
but , wait , thinking about it i would have to take with me a coffee machine and grinder and enough beans to last eternity!
yes, that is what i will do , it is decided !
but, wait, i just remembered i like pies ! i am going to have to get a bigger traveling case to hold it all......back in a minute .
take care
my character would be ' the black bunny ', slightly hilarious, slightly inappropriate, a bit like how i am on this site !
(well hilarious to me anyway !)
but , wait , thinking about it i would have to take with me a coffee machine and grinder and enough beans to last eternity!
yes, that is what i will do , it is decided !
but, wait, i just remembered i like pies ! i am going to have to get a bigger traveling case to hold it all......back in a minute .
take care
Haha! Thank you for throwing a 'different' sort of topic out there, fallen.
For some reason, words of a Metallica tune pop into my head. "...twisting, turning, through the never."
LOL. You, fallen, have encouraged my imagination to soar.
I imagine you spiraling down the rabbit hole, clutching your ceramic mugs, coffee beans and pie. Haha. You are now in trouble, as no mention was made of the beloved hazelnut creamer. This does "matter!" Pun is fully intended, and typed with pride. (heehee)!
Now, I must make use of the time- to arrive in Wonderland before you do. I will convince my connections to shut down the water supply to Wonderland. U C, without water, one is without coffee!
And this is one thing that very much "matters!"
Although all consists of matter, we can't exist without our clanking cups of "coffee matter."
For some reason, words of a Metallica tune pop into my head. "...twisting, turning, through the never."
LOL. You, fallen, have encouraged my imagination to soar.
I imagine you spiraling down the rabbit hole, clutching your ceramic mugs, coffee beans and pie. Haha. You are now in trouble, as no mention was made of the beloved hazelnut creamer. This does "matter!" Pun is fully intended, and typed with pride. (heehee)!
Now, I must make use of the time- to arrive in Wonderland before you do. I will convince my connections to shut down the water supply to Wonderland. U C, without water, one is without coffee!
And this is one thing that very much "matters!"
Although all consists of matter, we can't exist without our clanking cups of "coffee matter."
OMG'sh!! I am now in a crazy giggly mood. Something freakin hilarious crossed my mind!
An acquaintance of mine shared a memory he's had of a particular Thanksgiving his family had when he was a kid. His mother had been cooking a big meal, and for hours paid loving attention to the turkey.
When it was time to pull it out of the oven, she dropped the pan; That big ole Thanksgiving bird went sliding down the kitchen floor, leaving a messy trail of grease behind it. She freaked out, wanting to salvage any part of the turkey that she possibly could. However, their two large dogs caught onto what had happened. They ran as quick as race horses to grab their prize! Slipping and sliding in the grease, they attacked the turkey and began fighting over it- jaws drueling and snapping. Barking and growling. No one could contain the dogs. (beasts on a mission) Haha!
So, sadly, his mother, who had been preparing this meal all day, sat down and just started crying. Poor lady.
I can't help but laugh, though, because the mental imagery reminds me of something out of some crazy comedy! Alol!
An acquaintance of mine shared a memory he's had of a particular Thanksgiving his family had when he was a kid. His mother had been cooking a big meal, and for hours paid loving attention to the turkey.
When it was time to pull it out of the oven, she dropped the pan; That big ole Thanksgiving bird went sliding down the kitchen floor, leaving a messy trail of grease behind it. She freaked out, wanting to salvage any part of the turkey that she possibly could. However, their two large dogs caught onto what had happened. They ran as quick as race horses to grab their prize! Slipping and sliding in the grease, they attacked the turkey and began fighting over it- jaws drueling and snapping. Barking and growling. No one could contain the dogs. (beasts on a mission) Haha!
So, sadly, his mother, who had been preparing this meal all day, sat down and just started crying. Poor lady.
I can't help but laugh, though, because the mental imagery reminds me of something out of some crazy comedy! Alol!
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