To Errol is Human

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THE VOID by E. Strider It looms before me like some amorphous monster --that unknown non-place, non-thing, non-being beyond the opaque familiar So, I hide in my pain. At least I know what that's all about-- Anything to avoid the might-not-be-anything state that might not even be a state. I clutch at my old car and furniture, burn holes in my rug with the same old brand; ask to be thrown a line from a waiting ship before I leave this sinking one... Prove to me clearly, if you can that something exists on the other side of the fog. Yeah, yeah, they said Jesus came back from the void, but you can't be sure. Hell, No!   I won't kill myself! This is it.   This is what I've got. I don't care if it is exploding, Don't you dare unplug me!   I've studied A Course in Miracles since 1977 and am very aware of the ploys and machinations of the ego--the part of the mind that defines itself by separation. But ...