I believe in nothing. No, not like I have no beliefs. That's not true at all. I in fact believe in many things. No, I believe in the concept of nothing. Think about that for a minute. Nothing. You can't even wrap your head around it can you? And if you can, well your thinking of having ‘nothing’ aren't you? No I believe in something bigger than that I believe in nothing. True nothing. No sound. No light. No air no mass. Makes you feel weird right? Uncomfortable? The thought that somewhere there is nowhere? Nothing? A place where every constant thing in your life doesn't exist. Just nothing.

Now of course the question you're asking is why? Why write this? Why believe this? Why even think about it? Why does this even matter? I'll answer the questions in reverse order.

It matters because it exists. Nothing exists. Not as a state where you say you have nothing but completely nothing. That's why it matters. It makes you think. It makes you imagine the unimaginable. That's why you need to think about it because you can't. You can't see it or begin to truly grasp it and that's why you must think about it. When you lay in bed at night trying to fall asleep you will inevitably let your mind wander and one night it will end up here. And you will feel small and uncomfortable and uncertain and you will realize how little you are to the universe. A bacteria on the beach. Not even a grain of sand, but less than that.
I believe this because I feel as though it is to true to ignore. Its the one thing that I have no proof of but I believe entirely. I don't know if scientists have proven that nothing exists, but I believe it. And that's all I need.

Why write it? Because. It is there. I write it because the idea came to me. Nothing came to me in a cloud of confusion. Nothing. And that was all I needed. Because nothing is all you need to clear up everything.

And the biggest thing? This wasn't an essay about nothing. It was about you. Not everything. Not nothing. Just you.