Empty Space


One Day,
Accidentally, I found my blogs created in many years but never posted any thing since then. It made me shocked. I've never touched it since created. It's a kind of empty room, a good metaphor of my own life. When I looked back, in those years there is nothing to grasp what we can say the reality. It's like empty space, boundless time. Only real things are my feelings, emotions, thoughts, craving, imagination, likes, dislikes and many other intangible things or abstract things in a way. Others are around me but never touched me, never inside me. What a funny life? I've never filled my empty room but ever looked outside to find a better space, better time and  idyll. Of course,this space may be temporary, may be virtual but these qualities are intrinsic nature of life again. Isn't it? If so why don't we live happily in this virtual space?


Cheers,
De Novo