Prelude

Nothingness is the embodiment

Of everything

To touch the whole of nothing

Is to feel the presence

Of God

I fly to the empty void

Seeking the flaming fires

Of my soul

So that I may fuel its blaze

In the stillness and emptiness

Of the nothingness

That surrounds us all

I hear deafening soundless voices

That reside on the outer edges of chaos

My body shakes with dread and wonder

For I sense it’s the voice

Of nothing

I Tremble, I Cower

I Fear, I Doubt

I Exult, I Praise

I cry a flood of tears

And then emptiness fills me

I must go beyond

The illusions of the mind

Embrace the Stillness

The everything of nothingness

I, We, Them, Us

All search in the sea

Of God

To quiet our

Restless Minds

Weighted Souls

And

Weary Hearts

As we struggle not to drown

In the tidal wave

Of our doubt

To see Nothing

Is to see the face

Of God

And It

She, He

Is Us

Everything

And

Nothing

(from the lost writings of the immortals)

SOMEONE HAS BEEN TAMPERING WITH MY SONG

IV

AS GOD held Lucifina in HIS arms HE sung Her a lullaby, one that HE knew would sooth  Her aching heart. She lay still in HIS arms and for a little while She knew peace.

Before all that was, is and will be, GOD’S dreams were HIS own, a song sung only by HIM. After time, where no time existed, each song seemed the same; a tune without a melody. So HE altered HIS dreams and knitted together a piece within HIM that HE had not yet explored. Out of that thought a new VOice emerged, and that VOice made a chorus and a new song was sung and heaven was born.

As Lucifina lay in the bosom of GOD, She dreamed of a time before the sundering. She was the embodiment and voice to GOD’S thought. She was light and night, and the music that THey/She/He made, filled the heavens with a joy that is now lost in the no space of non time. All was in harmony and balance. And than after a time in that place where no time existed, She or the He/She that She then was, started to sing a new song; not of GOD’S; but one of Her/His own.

GOD awoke Her from Her dream before it turned Into nightmare.

And then GOD said:

Be not troubled, MY Most Beloved, for dreams can be changed, altered and redone. Let this comedy be played out, and when it Is over, WE will edit it, rewind its weave and play it over again and again till all is the way it could, should and ought to be.

Lucifina sighed softly, smiled and kissed the hands of GOD

GOD then said:

Now tell ME; how did the events that I see before ME in the Now- come to be –