Void

It seems that a void cannot exist in nature. Perhaps, though, the void can be thought; I don’t believe I’m capable of illustrating such thoughts, but as the saying goes, one does what one can.

When I was a young boy, there were words that had a meaning to me—a meaning that, as I grew up and then old, progressively deteriorated. Words like soul, spirit, transcendent, sacred. In the end, those words emptied out.

In certain forms of amnesia, you know you should remember—you would like to remember—but you can’t. The fact that certain words are now empty to me, to the point where I can no longer remember what meaning they used to have, leaves me indifferent instead.

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