The Nothing Beyond Everything

I’ve always wanted to be accepted for myself.

Not for what I have
Not for what I do or say.
Not for how I look or dress.
Not for where or how I live.

I want myself to be enough unto itself for you to be able to accept me.

But what is left after all these things are discounted – my age, race, sex, profession; the things I say, write, think and express; the various colours and shapes of my body, body parts, clothing, boots; the things I believe and the things I see as I move through life?

What remains for you to accept when all these things are stripped away?

I’m not sure what the answer is (in words); I only know that whatever it is – that’s what I want you to love me for.

 

 

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20 thoughts on “The Nothing Beyond Everything

  1. Let me see if I understand. You want to be loved for that which cannot be expressed in words, for using words to describe your essence would impose additional, arbitrary limits on who you are. Or have I misunderstood completely? ๐Ÿ˜

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