Blank
By: Thomas G
Tags: Introduction, Unknown, Beginning, Blank

What is the true meaning of the word blank? Is it the forgetfulness during the test; the emotionless being that just breathes for the sake of breathing and never more; or a description of something so numerous, so beyond and so unknown that it can only be perceived as blank.

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These pages stand empty before my blind, unaware self of what will be written and this new blank beginning of what I will write and, in the future, will bring colour and life to this blank. However, the passion which drove me to make the account now stares and questions what will happen.

This new hobby releasing adrenaline causing it to rush through my body like a lion on the hunt for the new-born gazelle that attempts escape. The activated adrenaline has not produced a ‘fight’ animal like the lion nor the ‘flight’ animal like the gazelle but a ‘freeze’ animal, I am the goat with bad myotonia congenita*, the blank. — Even I know that now I am waffling words and scrabbling for ideas to fit together so a story can be told.

Think methodical.

Work through the list, write out your thoughts and evolve your cases.

Breathe!

Imagine you have teleported back to the days of your education and in a large exam hall getting ready to sit your finals along with the remainder of your class. Crush, bullies, mates, frenemies, teachers, home schoolers and more all bunched into one room, your whole life and new additions in this one hall. Anxiety is threw the roof because studying has been the reason for existence these past three months to pass this test. You open the paper and bam! The worst topic has come up and nothing has entered your mind. All the specific doors are closing to answer the question. Blank. Although are you?

With this fighting crisis you are not left in the darkness because shooting stars of different topics fly across giving brief moments of light. Sure it is not the answer but they are bits of knowledge to act as a guide. In this context being blank is a fine minuscule piece of knowledge left behind on a path, which with time can be shown by the shooting stars shining its direction. It provides such neglect mood yet it is surrounded with many concepts just not the specific one.

In the dictionary (the first one I found on Google) blank as a noun definition is, ‘ a place where something is lacking; an empty space’, however I believe they are the start to a process of remembrance and collectively no alone.

Talking about shooting stars as a metaphor has made me think about how Space is the largest physical blank but, as stated in my opening paragraph, ‘something so numerous, so beyond and so unknown’. It stretches for lightyears and into other galaxies, a long way off from even being technologically possible to see. Yet this dark environment in Space is not blank but field with light from stars or different gases radiated from planets. It is ‘filled with life’ and not empty but collectively together.

Even the blank spaces between each word, letter or punctuation has a greater objective than just an area with no ink. Blanks are impactful, provide drama, emphasises points and made to make differences.

Blanks are not the lost but the hidden power to provide an extra punch or push onto the next goal. And as much as how this account has begun as a blank, with my potential of extreme rambling this blank will push me to stretch further into this unknown journey into randomness and spontaneity.

*Myotonia congenita = A genetic condition which may cause the body to stiffen or fall over when startled.

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