In the beginning, there was Nothing. But this was not merely a void or an emptiness. It was truly Nothing – an utter lack of matter, of space, even of time. There was no form or substance and yet this Nothing was whole and complete. It was perfect.
At some point, however, the Nothing developed awareness. Why this happened is probably the greatest of all mysteries, but it was the genesis of everything that came afterward. The Nothing became aware of itself and, since it was perfect and complete, realized that this was and always would be the full extent of its awareness; it could only be aware of itself, for there was nothing else. Faced with this fundamental truth, the Nothing experienced its first emotion. It felt Fear, because it was truly alone.
After Fear came the Nothing’s second emotion. It felt Desire – a Desire for companionship so it would no longer be alone. Such was the intensity of this Desire that for the first time a turmoil arose within the Nothing. It became less than whole and complete. It became imperfect.
This led to the Nothing’s third and final emotion. It felt Regret. It had made itself imperfect and diminished itself. However, as is the way of Regret, this realization came too late. From the swirling imperfection something new had been born. This new thing was substance.
It couldn’t impede the Nothing, however, to try to impede what it just had done.
And then there was Nothing.
Nothing else
Nothing
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