We are Nothing and floar around in the Everything. We know nothing about Everything. We want to know Everything, but Everything is to much. Everything is so big and so particular.
Nothing must let Everything.
Like the last page in a book that is not there.
Nothing not knowing how Everything works and where the end is.
Everything is perpetual.
Everything knows everything.
‘’We can only perceive those events whose light has been reflected back onto us. Thus, it is light that dictates our visual knowledge.’’
Everything gives us only eight procent of his whole. Eight procent is everything what we know about Everything. The Rest of Everything is a dark matter who hides behind his self unknown characteristics. The rest of Everything has no form, is unknown, goes his own way.
The Rest is Everything what we can’t see or know. And we are Nothing.