-The new brief given to us is name next to nothing, in this brief it states various quotes on nothing. This is all. No scheduled hand in date and no specifics on what to do. Our lecturer conducted a monolog on this topic raising various questions, this began my train thought on nothing. Here is a series of thoughts I have had:
-For this is not nothing. This is still something regardless of it's significance. Words have meaning, meaning is something. Letters form words, therefore letters are something. Markings form letters, therefore markings are something. Markings are formed from tools, therefore tools are something etc.
-Nothing is not nothing.
-Does nothing truly exist? Starting with nothing must still be something?
-I have recently been reading in to bits about Buddhism, I'm unsure of how I feel about reincarnation. I began liking the concept as it would make death an easier concept for me to deal with to know living beings would carry on to other lives and not come to a abrupt end. It's something I haven't read or thought about it enough to make a decision. However I began thinking about Carl Sagan's quote "We are a way for the universe to
know itself. Some part of our being knows this is where we came
from. We long to return. And we can, because the cosmos is also
within us. we're made of star stuff." I find this such a beautiful concept that each of us is made from star stuff and we will eventually go back to being star stuff regardless of reincarnation or not. So even if I don't believe in reincarnation I do know I will make my way back to the universe and form something knew.
-For we do not turn in to nothing when we die. People will have memories of us. There will be some in print of us for a short while at least. Then we shall begin to become part of the world we live in not in the same form as we are now but different. Maybe to help grow a plant or two.
-We are humans have invented things that truly exist only in a humans mind.
-We can not cope with nothing. Therefore we make something out of nothing.
