How do you describe nothing? With difficulty, I imagine, with a lack of power, conviction, no steady rock describing God motivations to stand fast upon. No mad lantern glow to bask in, to let the fires of enlightened insanity draw you in like a moth. No, it’s being defined by the contradiction: a world of yes resting on a pedestal of no, sinking further and deeper down like warm ice cream, the whole universe a sticky mess gumming up your … Read on…