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If Only Zero Meant Nothing
Wrap your head around zero if you can. Allow your body to dissolve into it. Squeeze zero between your fingers until it yells untellable truths about captured lies. Lies spoken by those ones who are walking in straight lines shouting at nothing as if nothing knew.
Myopic mathematicians sitting nearby listen in on the screeching ones walking by, but to only turn to themselves rambling about how “zero” always lets “ones” get between them and nothing. They see everything through the eyes of math; all objects have physical properties that can quantify as mathematical expressions. You cannot quantify nothing. If mathematicians are blind men describing nothing with off-the-mark equations, then their only see certainty illuminated by the facts while dimwitted zero lurks in the shadows of ones. Poor number-crunchers have an impossible task of making zero reign over nothing, the path to harmony between shouting ones and thuggish variables mobbing each other on the blackboard. In their arrogance, mathematicians think zero is the number that represents nothing and will preserve their sight. The only reason why they see zero is because it’s too loud to be nothing
They see the number zero belittles nothing in front of others. Self-righteous and self-important zero parades before its father in utter contempt. Zero exaggerates its importance by always shouting at nothing to pay attention. You cannot blame zero for having an attitude, when nothing will not acknowledge its own son, always allowing ones to get in the way of its son’s affectation. Nothing thinks zero is too human, and the others think zero is nothing. Zero wants to start a conversation over nothing whose stoic response is silence. Zero asks too many questions. And nothing ask none. When zero gets tire of talking to itself, it will run back to the other numbers to talk about nothing. Zero is a liar that tells tales about its father nothing, as if its silence speaks volumes. Zero also knows that statistics are lying about its father, but zero remains conspicuously silent. While other numbers will say “nothing knows nothing” and they will pick fights with zero because its father is nothing. It is never a fair fight. One always outnumber zero. They are cowards who always gang up on nothing. Science never comes in defense of nothing. Science is never happy when it discovers nothing. It does not see its attempt to rein in nothing as an exercise in futility. Nothing knows science best.
You must overthrow these tyrants who only think they can get ahead and always be on top of nothing. You must hold nothing tight, and listen to the ones yelling at its silence, as if they had something important to say to you. The ones hate the fact that their raison d’ etre depends on nothing to validate something that can only exist in the absence of zero… nil…nought. Nothing has no attachments to the material world. It cannot be measured by something. Time cannot be carved out of nothing. Nor can lines be drawn into nothing. Nothing exists as a boundless plane around all points in space where light does not shine and where darkness dwells in the swamps of ignorance for which only black men can summon nothing from the nether world.
Nothing but the truth
Do not let anyone tell you that there is no value in nothing. It is a big white lie people use to confuse you into letting go of nothing. How many times have you seen them spin gold threads out of nothing and sell it for a king’s ransom. Their pillaging and thrashing of nothing into blind submission is nothing more than an equal exchange between bullies and their victims. It is a business transaction between greed and starving minds who are hungry for happiness that nothing brings. Nothing is priceless but freedom paid in blood is costly. Nothing has no limits, but freedom does. Faceless nothing has no voice to protest it fate, but its all-inspiring faith stands in defiance against its oppressor. Nothing knows it exists, but the big white lie keeps pushing it into darkness. A darkness where nothing is most free of all worth and whose expression is vulgar to the true believers in the big white lie. You see. Stealing from nothing is easy. And the white lie keeps nothing invisible, so your conscious will not be unsettled by your deed.
People will ask you what is in your hand, and you will reply with childlike innocence “it is nothing.” You must hold nothing tight. And listen to them yell at its silence, as if they had something important to say to you. People hates the fact that their raison d’ etre depends on nothing to validate something that can only exist in the absence of zero… nil… nought. People forget or to lazy to remember that nothing has no attachments to the material world. It cannot be measured by something. No one cannot carve time out of nothing. Nor can they draw lines into nothing. Nothing exists as a boundless plane around all points in space where light does not shine. People seem to believe that nothing world is a bleak and sparse reality, but only to be dazzle by white rainbows of multicolor shades cast over dark malleable objects of speculation and assumption that can only arise out of nothing. Nothing does not occupy space but it is here. When you see nothing how can you deny that it does not exist when it is parading around naked before your eyes. The truth of the matter is that nothing does not need to prove to anyone that it exists because you will never see nothing in a freak show.
Taking A Stand Over Nothing
No need for you to get angry over nothing. Nothing never loses. It always wins by making bold moves. Dictators beat on nothing while democracy silences nothing. All the while nothing remains nonviolent and always seeks peace because it is not worth fighting over. Nothing is not a superpower, nor does it have any standing army, but it dominates the world. Nothing is the one world government that unifies humanity into one homogeneous mob. Nothing is in the minds of those who wage the sword as if steel can cut into its body. You cannot hear official mouthpieces pounding nothing into the ground with their steel boots, as they dance to the singing of a mouthless siren whose songs are in stark contrast to nothing’s silence. Dictators and democrats are the monsters because they like swing at the air and shadows boxing themselves into a bloody pulp, as if their hands are fast enough to touch nothing. They prefer to fight among themselves than take a stand over nothing. They are always excepting something from nothing.
Nothing cannot alienate you, but you are an alien to nothing. Nothing drives men paranoid as they walk the line that separates the darkness in which nothings dwell from suspicion eyes. As they walk, nothing exposes their secrets to the dark light emulating from stalking shadows. Nothing does not fear being betrayed, but true believers always feel betrayal by nothing. Fear nothing unless there is something to fear. Nothing has no fears because reality cannot sink its teeth into nothing. Nothing is an eyeless god that sees everything. Nothing is the essence of ideas; words are its refraction in the air and its shadows on paper. They cannot kill nothing no more than they can kill ideas that sprung from it.
Why do people have sex over nothing, as if each orgasm is a silence scream of rape. They are addicted to having sex with nothing, as if the real thing is not good enough. They lay next to nothing and anguish over the deed, all the while nothing does not care whom you fuck or how you fuck. Or even what you fuck. It exists in naked minds rubbing against each other fantasies that form passionate red outlines of scorched earth beneath their feet. Naked minds seeking pleasure from nothing that shamelessly flaunts public sensibilities in the pursuit of elusive scantily clad black beauties. Nothing is sexless, but its sexuality is the truest expression of love. Dirty minds think of nothing. But nothing is never dirty; only the hands that touches it. It is easy to marry nothing, but it is difficult to divorce oneself from nothing. When marriages fall apart, it is all over nothing. And when bodies once again part, nothing will continue to clings to them because all relationships are about nothing.
Black Man Walking
Fear not. Nothing always comes to the rescue of a hero in distress, its silence offers solutions to the problems that you face. Black warriors do not despair over what you are.
A true warrior of nothing is drawn to war the same way a moth is drawn to a flame. You know that only love can kill nothing; if you punch nothing with your fist, you will always miss. A wise warrior never fights nothing because it is embarrassing to cut oneself with one own sword. Nor will he fight over nothing and allow himself to fall into his enemy hands. If you feel that all this suffering that nothing brings causes you to respond with rage, then let go of nothing and clinch your fist and swing at the air. You will know that you had struck a blow for freedom. So hold on to nothing, it is your shield and sword that will get you through trials and trivia.
You must hold nothing tight in order to see black men wearing infinity on their shirts. You must go where they dwell in the murky darkness that borders nothing. When you enter this gray area, you will see four black men walking in a clockwise circle and another four walking in a counterclockwise circle. They only meet when their paths cross, when all eight come together to argue over nothing. To only depart once again with empty hands squeezing nothing tight. One black man will stop and tell you made it. He is nothing. Nobody important. Do not make him important; as soon as you open your mouth, everyone will know you know nothing. He will ask you what is the sound of one hand clapping and how many mute musicians does it take to sing one note. If silence is your reply, then he will nod and join the others in the circle to continue their walk and meditation about nothing.
God Knows Nothing
If you can imagine god while hold nothing, then you cannot conceive of the nothingness in your hands. Nothing is not the burning bush, but it knows the answer. Courage is nothing. You never know if you have it until it is needed. Nothing is fearless, for its courage is never challenged. You must have courage to look nothing in the eyes and see God looking back. Prophets believe in nothing and true believes thinks nothing has all the answers. Nothing does not make any demands on you, nor does it claims to be the meekest. You cannot get close to nothing. It always bows its head and step back into the shadows whenever enlightenment pushes reason to the edge of nothingness. The only pain you feel is your ego arguing with nothing because you feel nothing everyday. Nothing causes no suffering, nor does it hunger for knowledge of itself. People do not get stupid over nothing. However, when they see nothing walking down the street they panic and curse the ground that it walks on - in the belief that this act of debasement will allows them to measure up to nothing.
What Slaves Dream
If what I’ve said is not apparent then it is self-evident that freedom is nothing. Nothing cannot be placed in a cage, nor can ones build a prison tough to break it spirit. It does not obey laws and it does not fear entrapment by tyrannical people. Nothing is individuality. It is pure human inspiration. Nothing is not inferior or superior. It is true equality. Nothing can drive men mad but it is not insanity. Nothing is not a race or political idea. It is not an ethnicity nor does it speak a language other than silence. Nothing does not cling to history. It does not claim a leadership position in the making history, but the people cannot make history without nothing. Nothing is a homeless man that sleeps in the shadow of civilization, in the gutter of human refuse where copper Lincolns were tossed. Even homeless veterans refuse to pick him up and buy a cup of coffee with him.
Question Nothing
Let go of nothing and ask yourself these questions. Why do they call poets mad when poets speak of nothing? How can nothing have an artist’s eye when it sees beauty everywhere? Why is it only the visual artist that sees beauty in nothing? And is enraged when spectators turn nothing into a public spectacle for profits? Why do artists hate Hollywood’s ability to sell nothing to the masses, but dream of getting an Oscar and thanking nothing for their good fortune. Why do musicians cut off nothing anytime it speaks when they create music, as if they can play louder than silence? Why do people run from nothing, as if their feet can out run despair? It would seem that everybody wants nothing. But once they have it…
Nothing At The Door
Nothing knocks at your door and you answer it. Looking hard you say, “Nothing is here.” Nothing walks in your house and makes itself at home. Nothing reaches into its pocket and hands you a picture of your house. You smile and nothing winks at you. I end this prose with a little insight. Not everyone wants to see nothing. They do not want to see the big picture in which one’s house stands.