Over the last week, I’ve been really contemplating the idea of nothing. Not like “What are you doing?” “Oh, nothing,” but truly nothing. I don’t boast enlightenment as a character trait, and my efforts to intellectualize would probably be laughed at by people who dedicate time to the practice of thinking, but the idea that something had to precede the Big Bang has recently ingrained itself into an area of my brain which I would geographically describe as just below the top (so, figuratively speaking, it’s not always on my mind but however you would describe something just beyond that whereby I keep returning to the thought).

While there remains a debate as to whether the universe is finite or not, I read today that it is believed to be curved at its edge which gives the illusion of infinity (To visualize this, imagine bending a wire into a circle so that the two ends touch - the circle creates the illusion of no beginning or end. Now just take that visualization and make it 3-D, and that’s space. Conceptually at least.) So, even though the edge is impassable, it exists, and therefore, there must be something beyond it. What is beyond it? Is it nothing? Can there actually be nothing. If someone got a peak at the nothing beyond that point, how would it be described? Can it be described?

Maybe it’s all just like at the end of ‘Men in Black’ where the edge of the Universe is just the intenal wall of marble, and beyond that edge is a pair of immature aliens thoughtlessly playing a game with us and several other universes, mere microcosms of their existence utilized for mundane pleasures, residing within a greater marble universe, blissfully ignorant of the concept of nothingness and its implications upon their existence. Or there’s nothing at all. That is if nothing can even exist.

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Note on the video: I feel the idea described in the first minute where he feels he’s at “the edge of true enlightenment” or the brink of madness is a completely self-indulgent thought. If it weren’t for the charming accent, I may not have gotten to the interesting part of it. Two years before I was born? I was most likely in my father’s seminiferous tubules, awaiting spermatogenisis.