I am afraid of nothing. Nothing scares me. And yet, there are days when all I see around me is nothing. Everything seems an illusion, a deception, a trick of perception. Everything seems destined for destruction, sure to end one day without leaving a trace, without leaving behind any sign that it once existed. Do things that are certain to vanish one day in the future, actually, truly present in the present. I am not sure, but I try to get rid of such thoughts as quickly as possible.
Because when you start thinking on these lines, everything seems dead, gone, doomed, illusory, false. And then you are left with nothing. Nothing all around. And I don’t want that…….because nothing scares me.