"ham sandwiches and eternal happiness"
A recent article describes the discovery of a large ‘hole’ on the edge of a distant galaxy as having a shape. That shape, which might be considered as being empty, was expressed in terms of having a boundary. Of course nothing can be empty and we sometimes define boundaries by the things they exclude but generally we perceive ‘nothing’ as having no content and in doing that we tend to associate emptiness with the idea of a void, something trivial, which can also imply absence or lack of form. But rarely do we consider the things that don’t exist and that the presence of something, like, let’s say someone’s identity, is what makes them real, tangible, present. The idea that something empty, or, possibly something that doesn’t exist, or even maybe that once existed but now is only a residue or a memory, can carry so much weight, so much mass, intrigues me.
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