The Nothing
Have you ever thought about “the nothing”? You know, in The Neverending Story, the nothing consumes everything in its path. Was it the personification of writers block by the author, or is it just a metaphor for what life can sometimes bring you. The nothingness that consumes your everyday. Consider your telephone calls. Ring, ring….
hello
what are you doing
oh..nothing
Even when you are doing something, do you not usually say nothing? Or when someone walks by your desk and ask you what you’re doing, oh…nothing. Or when you ask your child, who is obviously knee deep into something, they always answer nothing. Does not our very existence seem to coincide with nothing. What do you want to do after a long day of work? nothing. What do you want to do after a long week? nothing. What do you want for your birthday? nothing. What do you want for Christmas? nothing.
The truth is the nothing was never void of anything, it consumed all in its path, just like the obligatory nothingness in your life. You are never just doing nothing and you never want nothing for your birthday or Christmas. Nothing, in this case, is the absence of thought (and a double negative - my whole case in point). You don’t want to take the time to answer that question, so you just say…nothing. So when does nothing become something? When you open your little pea brain and think, and your little pea mouth and say…something, anything, all things, just not “nothing”.
