there is no void
insights from a mystical experience
There is no void
The cold embrace of otherness is right with us
Nestled against us
The energy that moves in me
Dissolving into new forms, new fractal eddies
We become more isolated
The further we march into entropy
As time tips itself towards the asymptote
Of total dualism
Of the future
And yet…
All of time all of space
All death all life
The fundamental opposites of all binaries
Brought together in singularity
So close, intimately close
Like lovers
The Tantra says
“I am not to be found at the end of a long road, I am right here”
Here, now, is the singularity
The universe is infinitely large AND infinitely small
WE ARE THE BIG BANG
It never expanded, it never changed what it was
It is the singularity
And the infinitely vast
The universe is the singularity
That is the paradox of nondualism
The very concepts of this poem
Are mere ideas
Standing on nothing
A bridge supporting itself on air
Audaciously and gleefully, as a form of art
