A Change of State
I am alive for now.Allowing life in it’s entirety to be experienced. Happenings flowing through my consciousness; But not latching on and becoming attached to one.
Excluding no parts of the whole.
Positive and negative; black and white; it is all assimilated.
But what is the point to being alive.
The reason behind the every breath that enters my lungs.
Is the only purpose of life to survive and feeling my existence is hollow?
Or is emptiness an impermanent state to be filled with meaning.
Then being drained of that critical life meaning, possibly due to it’s irrelevance.
Shifting from fulfillment to emptiness; inevitably to change once more.