Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I am a product of the sum of my parts, a totality, a whole.
When part of the whole is missing, I become incomplete.
Something cannot be missing if it were never present, and
Once it goes missing, it never really totally dissipates.
The absence becomes noticeably present
The missing, still here, begins to redefine what is left.
The absence and the presence compete.
The 'thing' that is real is not total.
Its outer covering has cracked open, exposing the wholeness
as it spills out into the void which hovers, engulfs and clashes.
The absence is still present as the presence fades into absence.
In essence, both have gone missing.