A note on Emptiness and Other Such Places: “Emptiness so often becomes a word we associate with death and defeat, something we might dissolve away in and be forever lost to. So we strive to move away from it, to fill and form ourselves, always attempting to “make” something of ourselves. And strangely enough, many of us become lost to this endless pursuit. We get swallowed. We drown in the very things that we thought would allow us to rise up. In the end, emptiness isn’t the sea from which the drowning man reaches out of, but rather the space he is reaching into. It is that place we forget we came from until the moment it seems lost to us. And all those things we strive to be become only moments, places we will pass through.” -z