There is a great void, an unknown and unknowable thing-that-is-not-for-it-can-not-be, a colorless and odorless and shapeless senselessness that defies defining. A true terror, one which by virtue of existing cannot be named.

It is fear, the cold sweat-inducing shiverer and shaker that lies in wait in dark closets and the musty dusty spaces beneath beds and under cellar stairs.

It is paramount, this leviathan of the nothing, for it lives in all of us, and in the hearts of the courageous most of all.

2014.11.28 – 2023.06.30

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