Today is International None Day, when nobody is here and nothing is done, the essence of being none. It costs nothing, it is free, because it is compased of a pure none. My camera refused because it was none day, and the result was this photo. It was a portrait of me, but I was already dwindling, evaporating into a shadow of myself, there was nothing left to see, just an outline, a complete nothingness.
There are some days when the essence of nothing is welcomed. I can sit and stare at an empty computer screen, because the programme I am using is the None programme. There is no data, it has evaporated into the nonentity of nothingness, gone to the place where the programme units take a holiday. Long stretches of nothingness binaries of none relaxing in the rays of silent bytes, soaking up the tranquility of doing nothing and being none. Who needs a one, when none can exist perfectly well on its own.
Yesterday I had a dream. I was in a room filled with nothing, it was empty. I was happy. I had no-one to talk to, no arguement to have, it was an eternal length of none into infinity. I wanted to look around tthe corner to see if there was something there, but there were none. It was the best night’s sleep I had for a long time. I was in a pefect vacuum, and room of none. What could be better. See you tomorrow, if the none decides to leave.