Zero

Nothingness is the complete absence of everything that exists in the realm of ‘being’; it is the formless, unborn Absolute that precedes, and allows for, all of ‘being.’ It is the final and ultimate predicate.

Nothingness’ absence is greater than the sum of its negations.

Every time we look at a blank page, a blank canvas, an empty stage, we are experiencing as close as we ever will the presence of the Vector Equilibrium as the zero starting point for all experiential reality.

Zero is present in every number, hidden, a consummate companion and partner. 1 is always 1, never 2 nor 5; and 1,000,000, large as it is, can only ever be 1,000,000. However, 0 can be anything and everything. Zero is Nothingness, the muse of artists and poets, the fertile vision of mystics. All poems are odes to zero; all paintings and sculptures a

Nothingness cannot be contained into an object called known.

Where would humanity be without zero? 0 makes our entire lives possible. All complex mathematics—geometry, calculus, trigonometry, statistics—owe zero homage. Without 0, modern engineering, architecture, pharmacy, medicine, and science would all be inconceivable. Zero is numerical Chaos, seething, teeming with protean potentiality. The root of all

Being nothing is the greatest freedom.