Fillings

It was great to feel taken aback by the sheer emptiness, the vast expanse. There was a general feeling among everyone, as demonstrated by the hum in the backdrop, that time had been harnessed, which is to say that much time had passed, which perhaps implies that we are already in a historic moment in its own right...yet nothing had changed. It was so tailor-made-for-contemplation, this emptiness, that it was about revealing an eerie feeling, a feeling that, indeed this emptiness was made for contemplation--but even before that, that it was made, and made by whom, perhaps by someone from a higher realm. In any case, there was silent contemplation before this emptiness. 

But the mind, as always, began to wander, and it is not just a day dream to which it wanders, as is often thought. But, it began to be more observant and concentrated, and it began to pick at things from the 'emptiness' before it. And the big realization dawned: this emptiness isn't empty at all, but rather, it is characterized by the removal of something of which there are marks there, and, it is then figured out, that there had been events before the emptiness, and, understanding that something came before emptiness, that it is not pristine emptiness, for the hard-to-please mind, emptiness begins to lose its aura. 

It is because it loses its aura, and not because emptiness elicits a drive to be filled, that the man and his mind move forward, towards filling the empty thing, or rather, of composing fillings which are then thrown towards the empty. This movement towards inventing fillings is the historic step, the step everyone is obsessed about, so let us first focus on other things. Let's pay attention to: man furnishing and inventing his tools, or buying tools from the universe, or trading the tools he has with those of the mind (for the mind is always ready to make a trade). And then, after this there is the cleansing of the body, the general process of the readying for the use of tools, which is nothing other than the ritual before entering history, history which is so selective...before which, once again, one has to bend one's knees as if a slave to emptiness, and not just emptiness this time, but the silence which speaks of anticipation. 

Let's then make a small description of tools, the first of which and one which we will thus focus on is the mind itself...the mind which is a tool of trade. And after this very short description, let us move on to what we are all expecting here anyways, the nitty-gritty specifics, as far as we can proceed to highlight them, of the historic moment itself. Between you and I,I must say that even this focus on the historic moment will be short, given that we are generally faced with a loss for words in the historic. 

So, a description of tools: they are mechanical, but that doesn't mean that a lot of experience nor energy is needed to use them. Only a deft touch here, a short method there, an instruction here and there...that is all there is to use tools. The tool is about knowledge rather than physical force (and thus can't we discern the influence of the mind upon the tool here?) And then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, one knows how to use tools! But, one may know how to use tools, yet know nothing of it, there are a lot of things unknown about them, there is just too much knowledge about them...one is more enamored by the deft touch, the bit of instruction, and then: the historical moment...

So, with a deft touch, tools have been accessed. And now we enter the realm of the historic moment: and it is the moment when the man begins to use tools on the emptiness. And the only thing to do with emptiness is to fill it, and so he begins to fill it, with his tools at hand, but he does so in such a way as to make the emptiness artful, and in such a way, quite peculiarly, that no longer makes emptiness stand out nor the work upon it, but rather, both seem to be on their own, and at peace. This is ideal work from man, the best he has done. And the tool too is intact, it never wears out. True, it is traded, but it is always in use. But like all else, it is lost. 

In this historic moment, the man performs many things, he does several acts all at once. And he continues to trade with the mind, the mind gives something, and itself gets lost in the universe of ideas. There are great feats by the man and his tools, the man tries to do justice, he tries to do the right things, he tries to say and speak the truth, he tries to do things in clarity and so on and so on....but what one sees, for now, at this historic juncture, one is invited, to witness, and what one sees is that the emptiness now filled with fillings, but not completely, and it peeks in at times, this emptiness, in all its glory, this emptiness, and everyone says, remembering the past, the pre-historic, 'Oh, that emptiness, this emptiness.'