Motionless movement

It’s all appearances

It seems to be there, seems to be happening

But the emptiness of it all is so clear

Everything is so thoroughly empty

There is a ‘peace’ to this

A ‘neutrality’

Everything that’s happening is gone

Coming and going

Appearing and disappearing

It’s hard to describe

The real-ness in everything just dropped

‘I’ died, and everything else died as well

And yet here ‘we’ are,

Here everything is

Still alive and well

And yet it all seems like vapor

Barely there

Still appearing solid and sturdy

Yet having no substance at all