Our Illusion

Our Illusion

Weightlessly drifting in this space called life
Pursuing the meaning of it all
Just to encounter the unyielding wall of nothingness
By staring into this empty pit I sometimes catch a glimpse of something miraculous. Meaningful.
But it is just an illusion.
Like the sudden movements which come to life in the corner of my eye.
When I helplessly look at those they just fade away and I catch myself gazing at a white wall where there is nothing to see.
I decide to ignore it.
The burden of the endless void can only be borne in a single way.