Nothingness

It is wild to me

The ways in which 

People strive for normalcy

The world is literally

Falling apart

No matter where you look

Or which way you look at it

Nothing is normal

But still we have this drive to keep going

Keep existing

Because if we don't

We're forced to ask the question

"Who am I?"

Who are we

Without all the qualifiers of who we've told ourselves we are

In my quest for light

I found nothingness

Pure

Profound

Nothingness

Is this what Buddha found?

Is this what it's all about?

The nothingness of it all?

It makes me think 

How much

Enlightenment is something that exists

In quiet corners

Where nobody notices

And everyone assumes

Is a lost cause

Don't be strange

Don't be weird

Don't act out

But if you can sell a book

By all means

You can be our hero

In the quest for light

I found nothingness

I don't desire to be seen or heard

I don't desire to convince anyone

Of anything

People

Are so convinced

Of both their evil

And their godliness

They don't understand

That in nothingness

There is freedom