What am I doing with my life?

The old man said.

I don't know

The young girl replied.

We must find out

By looking into your psyche.

And how shall we do that?

The old man asked the young girl.

Well,

she replied.

We shall see.

We must first find out

What's in your psyche.

Let me have a look

She said,

as she opened the old man's skull.

I can see nothing,

- there is nothing here.

How come?

The old man replied.

How come there is nothing in there?

I don't know,

the young girl replied

But we shall find out

She said,

as she began inspecting the emptiness of the old man's brain.

He had not even a brain

There was just

Air.

Plain

Air.

Nothing!

How curious, she said

As she attempted to understand this phenonema

The old man sat, patiently, awaiting her diagnosis.

What the fuck is wrong with me,

he suddenly exclaimed.

I can do nothing right.

Oh yes you can, she said, calmly, understandingly.

You just don't know it yet.

You know nothing.

Just like the knowledge you acquired,

right here -

It's nothing.

You know nothing.

You must unlearn all that you have been previously taught -

that you need to fill up to know.

You need to EMPTY to know.

The old man looked at her, and said

Nothing.