Daydream, stare into space.
Maybe you will see a glimpse of the void, the emptiness, the infinity.

Maybe you will feel the rapture of truth rushing up from your feet to your head.

Feel all, feel full and complete, to the point it all just evaporates like dew under the desert sun.
And you are just left there with a dry mouth, a false memory of its flavor.

Maybe...maybe... you will just see nothing.