Lessons from the Nothingness

I feel simultaneously like a Star and a Black Hole.
Full and Empty; Full of Emptiness. I'm not necessarily saying it to be sad about it; It just kinda is what it is, and I feel like this is the Natural State of All Things.

Contradictions, Balance, Self-Opposition, Nullification, Infinity, 'Limitless is Meaningless' is meaningful because it sets up a limit. The limitless is held and formed within the limited; Infinite is within the Finite. Limitless self contained in a limited form, in a limited world.

Paraphrasing Emerson, we animate what we can, and we see only what we animate. Nature and Books belong to the eyes that see them; these words belong to you who read them. There are always sunsets, and there is always genius; but only a few hours, so serene, that we can relish either. Direct strokes we were never given the power to make; all our blows glance, all our hits are accidental. The Indian who was laid under a curse that the wind should not blow on him, nor water flow to him, nor fire burn him, is a type of us all.

But when you compare Everything as it is to the state of Nothingness itself, you have to choose Everything every time.