our world is often viewed as a grand stage
where we perform our stunning acts
only to leave our place of presentation
to live in memory
yet-
we forgot a crucial part-
of this grand metaphor


for the performers
it is an isolation
when the concert begins the lights dim
and the divine audience vanishes from view
and the only thing to be aware of is the performance


the audience is just a dream
they are invisible to you-
they hide behind dark shadows
in comfortable seats
while they observe and judge your doings


now the performers are aware of this unreachable mass
as they perform for its entertainment
and let them look on with all their hearts desire
whilst the performers must stay in a state of unimaginable perfection
or risk unthinkable ridicule


as the bright lights of the stage blind you
and you gaze out into the inky blackness
hoping for some kind of recognition
and when you get that thunderous applause
it is the best and most satisfying kind of euphoria


this is the same with all of us
we all hope to find something outside of this terrestrial stage
and find a higher being
another kind entity in this vast universe
so we shout into the void
hoping for someone to shout back


but-
this has one unbearable obstacle
unlike a gracious audience-
politely applauding-
whispering-
and dithering about
you can never be sure-

that it’s not just an empty auditorium