Introduction

This is a blog about Nothing. It delves into the deepness and mystery surrounding this phenomenon which is almost as mind-boggling as Eternity, or, in short, Something. It is here, not as fact, not as theory, not even as my philosophy on life, but merely as a recreational trip to the external limits of the mind. Or, as goes a favorite verse of mine:
The Sign of the Weasel is tunnel on tunnel,
enchantment on enchantment.
He digs beneath himself, and in digging
discovers all roads into nothing.
Burrow the dark until darkness unravels,
in dark the philosophers dance.

(From Weasel's Luck, by Michael Williams)

I feel that everything extends from nothing. Without nothing you cannot have anything, therefore, without nothing you have nothing. And that is the basis for this wispy strand of senselessness.

(Don't worry, if the following doesn't make sense to you, it doesn't make sense to me either.)