Where are you?
Are you here?
This present moment of ours?
I cry for the present moment.
Don't go so damn quick!
There's more laughter to be had!
Come back, please!
It's terribly fast.
My friends can't bring it back.
My family can't either.
I thought if I could stay in the present moment, everything would be better.
"Everything would be better" is the fastest path to destruction.
If anyone has a moment of clarity in the present, it's not about "being better."
It's not about being anything or anyone.
It just is.
Being with what is.
Being with nothing.
Not even a little bit better or worse than yesterday.
Only the nothingness of right now.
Nothing has made me happier than nothing.
I'm going to die with nothing.
Being whole and complete with nothing.
That's the whole game.
A great deal about nothing.