In nothingness perhaps is there nothing. Nothingness might be a place that
exists somewhere then true. There might be a place where nothing happens, where
nothing is seen, or heard, or understood in any way. Nothingness might be out
there somewhere beyond the universe itself. Nothingness might also best express
the emptiness that comes from an ending of thought, emotion, memory and
consciousness.
Death then, because of this ending, might mean unfortunately our
eradication into nihilistic completion. The fact that infinity may remain after
our death, extending out beyond our graves where our rotting corpse is,
by extending off into the unending distances on all sides might not matter for
us human beings. That we live or had once lived might be forgotten by the swift
severe hand of destiny. Nothingness then might be for us an actual place even if
the universe offers mindboggling secrets that keep unfolding forever.
Curiously nothingness is something we’re always up against aiming our
thought and invented doctrines at trying to overcome. This great dark curtain
must be overcome, for some of us at least, despite the staggering odds against
it’s reminding messages. If the cold blank icy stare of death is observed it
will rudely interrupt the most lofty of rumors of our resurrection.
Curiously even this odd anomaly of staring finality in the face
seems strangely stage crafted for a great unfolding drama of some perplexing
kind.
This however begs for another observation that should be considered.
Nothingness is not really the order of existence. Curiously because of something
called “existence itself” something actually happens as opposed to the absence
of light, gravity, elements, thought etc.
In this absence of what alternatively we would of thought of as
nothingness, us people, and many other almost endless and uncountable varieties
of phenomena, emerge and curiously flail about for a time amid the unknown
itself.
We human actors of the stage of the world accumulate our opinions by making
many observations while we ask the big questions of how the order of
nature works. Is this searching merely an act of random desperation or a great
calling we as yet don't fully appreciate or understand.