with all my heart, i aspire to be nothing

not an inkling
not a notion
nothing that can be described
nothing that can be pointed at

i want this for christmas
i want this for my birthday
I want this for every waking moment
and every sleeping dream

i don’t want a life
i want all life
converged in a fully saturated, timeless, infinite and instantaneous eternity

i want nothing
and i want to want nothing
like what’s left after everything has been included
like the thoughts I won’t have when there’s no time to remember
no time to remember
just the right amount of time for NOW

i’ve tasted nothing
and it tastes like everything
and now that i”ve tasted nothing, i want nothing more
nothing more
nothing less
just nothing
which once i’m nothing
will not even be that


©2011 chris spheeris