He looks up and does Nothing

He looks up and does nothing, with awe he can only stare. He fears his own action so he gazes not at what he sees but beyond into what he thinks he believes. Close-minded and blinded by his own convictions he thinks he is right when in fact he is nothing. His beliefs cloud his judgment, his actions bring out nothing, and only his words may they help another realize what he lacks in substance. Maybe someday he'll look back and he should look back and realize how fucked up this game that he called life was. But right now he sits and thinks that him doing nothing is his calling, his mission, his pathway to whatever heaven.