Such is love , such is freedom, an empty space full of nothing and yet apparent . Abundant and rich yet utterly empty. Such a love without cause. Such a love without anything. Unbeknown even unto itself which is without self. Even self without self is expressed in this emptiness. A burgeoning Big Bang in each non moment without a moment. It is without. It is not and yet is. A universal stillness without a universe. A paradoxical explosion that didn’t happen. A death without a