KABOOM : Michael Shohan

​Kaboom
 
 
       You can think of it this way: nothing exists, you understand?
I mean not even nothing. Then just like that there's this big kaboom and everything's created: time, space, energy, mass. You name it.
       Okay, now it's much later and you're all tucked in alone in bed. Forget about broken or any crap of that kind. Your heart's been ripped to pieces like by some wild jungle cat.
       You find respite sometimes in sleep, it's true; but the moment you wake - I mean even before you can take a breath - the pain is there, and you're gone.
       That moment, when the feeling's full on you, before you can stop or explain it away. That's what I'm talking about. That's what I want to say. Listen: in that moment what you are feeling is all the pain being felt by everything in the universe.
       How could it be otherwise? That which springs from common seed must know the souls around it.
       You see what I'm saying? I'm saying the size of the feelings we experience is beyond comprehension. I'm saying it's amazing we haven't all spontaneously exploded.
       The chances for birth are slim at best.
       Have a little mercy.
 
Michael Shohan