L’APPEL DU VIDE
E. Allouche [New York, New York] to
[Redacted] [Los Angeles, California]
ca. May 2023
I discovered, as I went a-tumbling into nothingness, that all things wishing to return to themselves never even left. The successions of saviours and deities spilled from the womb of the dark void and back into it. We are here, in the eternal Place where all things came and passed, where all things already died because they were never even born. The Place that we abide forever and will never change. It was written a long time ago in the chronicles of the universal mind. It is already done, there’s no more to do.
I often think of how closely you would have listened to all the sounds of this vibrant silence. The moments that people will remember about life forever and think of as they die are just a sublime mirage in neon. Crashing your car through the woods and going to big cocktail parties while the river flowed quietly in the night. It will be the same forever, in the eternal Place. It never even happened. NOTHING HAPPENED EXCEPT GOD IN HEAVEN. And to think that this no-thing-ness is going on in all directions of the universe, this symphony of angels which was all once ONE ANGEL.
It is beyond conception, it is beyond the mind, the everlasting ‘itness’ that cuts through this world like a crystal scythe. The infinite completion. One smiling smile. The One you are looking for is the One looking. The Everliving winged King on his Throne calling the soul back to its home. And somehow I knew, when I was very young, that there was such a world. I knew it not with the thoughts of my mind, but in the believing sweetness of my heart. To be selfless and free, girl walking on air in a dream. All things phantom disappearing into the brightness of the room from which all things never tire of coming and going. Snap the link, there’s no more to do. Everything is okay, forever and ever and ever.
All my love forever,
Eva