I wonder what life would be like at the edge of the Universe.

 I wonder what life would be like at the edge of the Universe. 

Of course, there is no edge you say. It could stretch on indefinitely, surpassing perhaps time and everything that comes with it. But if you stood, on that defining edge between nothing and everything what would you feel? You’re faced with either confronting the entire world, listening to its moans and grievance, or tumbling into a whirlpool that sucks you up completely. There would you disintegrate, with your skin evaporating like pretty butterfly wings spinning lightly, drunkenly, in the wind. There would you feel nothing. Here's the best part; there is no hate, no love, no fear, no self-pity, no stupid lies you tell yourself over and over to console or repair you. You just don’t feel any more than you would dreaming. You glide into the welcoming embrace of death and non-existence. That’s where I belong. I belong in the nothing of everything. I belong in nowhere-land.