N O T H I N G T 0 D 0
"It has been said that writing comes more easily if you have something to say." — Scholem Asch.
So here I sit. Nothing to do… no thought in mind. So I figured, "Why waste this moment?” and started another article. As my many avid readers know, nothing has been a common starting point for almost all my articles. Consider it to be guided fortune with a touch of luck, and a whole lotta talent, that I happen not to stray from my topics very often.
But has one ever accomplished nothing? There aren’t too many who can brag about it, or at least few that do.
So with nothing in mind… or is it "mind with nothing?"
I don’t mind. I write, with nothing to write. I fight, with nothing too right. By sight, I see the darkened night. For it 'tis tonight that I light the dynamite. My reader’s minds are blown to a record height. Out of sight!
But am I write to right??? I need to find two topics, too. So I sew my way through the material you threw away. I row through the sea of words only to see that I broke my ore on a rock of oar, or a Mexican lady, "Sie Senor." I finish my "Lite," turn out the light, feeling quite light-headed. For four score and three hours…no, I know not of what I search for. To be or not to bee an insect, a whale or a baby left only to wail at the sting of the frail. I dump the pale sand out of the pail, for I, have nothing to say.
Well at least I’m nearly half way through with this. Half way to nowhere. Now to think of nothing else to say…
Maybe it would be wise to leave the rest of the page blank.
Yes, I should have my readers observe a moment of meditation for the length of time it would normally take to finish one of my articles. What an exciting idea!
Ready?
HUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM …............ (For the rest of the time you are meditating maybe I could continue. Hey, I got it! You hum and I'll sing, or at least chant ominously. My strong vibrant voice radiating over my millions of readers as they all hum at once, bringing an end to world hunger, and brining us all together in a kaleidoscope of oneness.)
Hummmmmmmm ……………
If you’ve fallen deep into meditation…
With my words behind you like a clear bell…
To bring you up to the heights of peace and understanding…
Hummmmm…….
Or maybe just a monitonic droning behind you…
In your own private Hell…
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…
"I could write about medicine, science, or music… I could waste a lot of words on review ...
But since I'm so nice, not to make you too sick….
Hummmmmmmmmm ……………..
I will write on nothing!"
Huuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ...
"I could dazzle your intellect with glistening phrases…
Make you relive past experiences through my words…
To lead you through the fabric of time …
Is just a lot of cheep mazes …
Hummmm ……..
So I bring you nothing!"
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm .............
"I could paint pictures in your mind with my words ….
Of Playboy bunnies and Peter Cotton Tail ...
Lead you through a sexual fantasy land…
Or guide you through the rabbit turds …
Hummmmmm …………………
So you step on nothing!"
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm …
"I could teach you English, or teach you Math…
Thou my spelling falls short and my history's bad…
I will guide you through a day of education ...
Down the straight an narrow path…
Hummmmm ....
You will learn of nothing!"
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ……
"If I have to I can fight you with my pen … For I am write …
Help you memorize every last commandment….
You know there's only ten ...
Hummmmm ………….
I shall part the sea of words … Huuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm …..
And let you walk on nothing!"
Amen.
I found a star.
But lost a friend.
Then got rid of the star
And now have nothing ……….
But my friend.
–– From "Sayings in a vacuum" by Rhumit
èim Uhr
P.S: I can't even think of one.