You know of nothing; you have felt nothing until you have tasted the rawness of, utter and complete, emptiness.
You know not what’s your purpose, you know not why you’re lost.
As a clink, of an empty bottle, your world rings with silence.
Life like a shattered glass, I have now; whoever treads around me, does so, in caution.
I’m strong. I can live.
Cause I’m original.
Thus you, can, keep on bearing your reality filled with delusions; but just let me keep on living — sailing deeper into — my delusions of reality.
Written by Ali Qureshi