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Chapter 7 - Letters To The Void

I speak to myself in this creation, just an empty rant that I would so advise those with weak hearts and or minds to refrain from going further from this point. It is not that I look down upon someone else but rather I care not to inflict these thoughts on another man. As paradoxical as it seems, not wanting to burden another but putting it openly outside, I still write...or type.

No matter how much I look at it, existence makes no sense from either both a religious or a scientific perspective. 

It came to me just yesterday, not much thought put into it. But it all boils down to whether nothing exists. It's a weird question where it might not help anywhere but it is the crux of the matter. 

Let's say nothing exists, nothing is the absolute absence of that thing, and does having the concept, the very idea of that thing negate its own existence? I only speak out of pure naivete, but there is my argument, maybe only I see my logic in it.

Starting with science, matter can neither be created not destroyed, I am not sure whether this applies to every case but that what was said by Antoine but humour me for a bit. So for something to exist, materials had to be there beforehand to create whatever is the product. Hence my parents created me, their grandparents and so on so forth. But what about the first person? Say that it's about evolution and cells and whatever, I am no scientist but an overthinker, what actually made those cells? And even further before that, what made our universe. You might be tempted to say the big bang but what exactly and where did those materials come from.

Moving on to religion, a sensitive area I agree but I do consider myself religious in a way, so I will tread lightly. Why would a deity capable of creation create human beings? Why create beings far more inferior than yourself? Why was it necessary? And even before that, what is the origin.

I am sure for most avid readers or overthinkers such as myself have already caught on to what I am implying. For something to have existed at the start, it had to be willed out of nothing. Something did come out of nothing. And even if it did not, the very idea of nothing, the concept of it is truly...something else. In the end, I am forced to consider the illogical. The irony.

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