THE VOID
This story is about the 'empty space' that occupies a noticable area between our everyday disturbances.
These restless particles symbolise the continuous flow of time. Any moment that occurs during our consciousness or unconsciousness is symbolised by that void. The void gently entering the conscious area of our senses, hence making a huge difference as if it was the only thing with meaning. One tries to concentrate as the void grows bigger in size, and ignores that time still goes on at its own pace.
That precious null advances to the blurriness of our vision; we can't help it yet later and realise that we don't have to anymore. We let it vanish to wherever it came from.
It is just a remembrance - having taught us something, as we are encouraged to feel it yet again.
