Nothingness

I just want to put in an entry and yet I have absolutely nothing to say. Louis is singing ‘what a wonderful world’, and in this rather optimistic mood, I don’t think I can argue very much against good’o Louis.

I have set the stage; dim lighting that typically inspires a surge of sentiments; playing in the background a freshly procured jazz compilation; and a single malt on the rocks resting beside me like a faithful friend…. …. yet, I have nothing to say.

Perhaps it is a moment I would like to capture, like the frantic snapping of a digital camera at the crushing waves, wishing that maybe after twenty shots, you may have a chance of seizing the sensation of boundlessness for future reference. I am trying to capture a moment of nothingness, a moment of tranquility and placidness. The beauty itself is like stainless linen; undisturbed and quiet.

Louis has taken a bow. Cassandra Wilson is singing Tupelo Honey. I’ve never heard this track before, but I’m glad that I’m listening to it now.

How often can you appreciate the loveliness of a whisper?