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admittedly ...
I have trouble
accepting the existence of nothing
not because I'm so grounded in reality
(or what my puny mind defines as substance)
but because, with all the beautiful mass in the Universe
I just plain find it highly unlikely ...
oh, equations exist to the contrary
(and I could discuss the importance of the number "zero" all day)
but what equation exists that didn't arise from another
and progress into something more complex?
entropy's ultimate answer?
far too much going on ...
and chaos is disorder, which requires something
strings vibrate in directions and complexities
decided on by the number of dimensions they exist in
if there are limits to those dimensions
it is because they are measurable
and measurement can not arise from void or vacuum
or that which chaos represents as nothing
is it possible?
absolutely ...
but I could say that just by stating the possibility of nothing's existence
I have divined proof of its impossibility
as a starting point for the Universe?
even more unlikely, in my opinion
for even if matter could be birthed from absence of matter
that would require something to initiate it
still ...
when I imagine the state of existence
that I was in before I was born ...
(a state I wish I could say I didn't believe I'm returning to)
that is as close to a definition of "nothing"
as I can imagine ...
oh, for a quantum tunnel ...
to heaven.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2020
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