What I See

I was having a conversation with this girl and a topic came up that I could have spoken a life time about. I was asked to say what’s most important to me in life; for instance, if I had to accomplish one thing in this life, this would be it. I asked her, “If you were to travel to the center of a black hole, what would you find?” At that moment, I remember being instantly swept into my thoughts…

When I close my eyes at night, I enter my eternal universe. A place so radiant yet secluded. When I close my eyes and daydream, I enter a place where I am everything, and time is nothing.

I open my eyes gazing across the ocean. Nothing escapes my touch! Standing in the mist of my passion, anger, hate, love, I feel it all! The sweet scent of sensation comes and goes. The devastating dereliction of defeat… Nothing escapes this existence. In this place where existence is the visage of a dead gas giant, everything is pulled into nothing. In this nothing, void of life, there is no joy, no love, and no hate. I find room only to call this void, the feeling.

I told her, “I feel it always, sweltering into a dredge of beautiful vehemence.” I promised her that there is nothing in this life time that she will experience that will be so sadistically radiant; so excruciatingly inviting; so ubiquitously infinitesimal! She looked at me for some time wondering what I was rambling about. I told her, “Take my hand… I want the world to understand this feeling… I want the world to see what I see when I gaze across my existence… come with me and I promise to show you a world that is more real than touch and more soothing than an eternal sonata. A world more delicious than any taste, more sensual than the aroma of lavender, and more phenomenal than a scene among the stars! Take my hand… and see what I see.”