Conceptualiziing the void...

Ummm...I've often wondered about what it means to be filled and how void meditation juxtaposes being filled with the premise of...no thought...or emptiness...
I've also chosen to find expression in a short story form that often uses meter and rhyme...or a more prosaic version much preferred in today's form...

I prefer Rhyme and meter as it presents a greater challenge...yet for this short poetic story I use an example of prose...
I hope you enjoy...


Full Nothing

The most filled thing, is an empty thing
Self limiting
Thus a thing most empty...full

Take an empty vessel
Fill it with substance and fulfill it's purpose
While limiting it's potential

A blank page holds more virtue
Than one filled with the best of intention

Blank pages are neither blank...or empty
Rather, they overflow with promise and potential
All things are present on a blank slate

When filled...in the end
They can only contain limitation
Regardless of the topic, form...or point



As I stated previously...now I have achieved nothing but limitation in this space...in this thread...on this site...





YouSir

My apologies...Edit to add: I wrote this in 1999 after spending some months at a Buddhist retreat...a large part of me wishes I had stayed...

a reply to: YouSir

I like that, beautiful to read

a reply to: HelenConway


Ummm...thank you Helen...I think that some of my favorite things I've written...deal with writing itself...
Not so much a study of what it means to write but rather the sometimes redundant nature of the act and how it relates to expectation...

In essence...I wonder if it had been best to leave the page in it's unencumbered original state...that no matter how much of self is poured out...there is always such a vast gulf between what eventually was and what might have been...




YouSir

a reply to: YouSir

so it is dripping with potential ??

a reply to: HelenConway

Ummm...that would mean it had reached it's saturation point...and was all wet...




YouSir