© 2000 Damon Diehl,
Marg Frey, Greg Gbur,
Bryce Graves-Hurst
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A story about... Nothing
© 2000 Damon Diehl, |
MARG | GREG | BRYCE & DAMON |
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Nothing was lucky that Rene Descartes was not there to say that it was something simply because it was thinking. Had nothing known that, it would have given up right there and become. Instead, it simply thought about itself, to buy some time.
But, when nothing thought about needing to buy time, it again felt troubled. It decided to ignore the troubling feeling, to deny it. No, everything's fine, it thought. Then it realized its mistake. Ack! no, I just mean everything's not troubled. Er, make that nothing, nothing is not troubled. Yes, that's it.
I... I... I... I...
It (for truly, it could no longer be called nothing) babbled the sound to itself like a mantra... I... I... I... I...
I am everything.
Nothing broke the cool white noise that was nowhere.
Everything's fine, now. Everything fine.