Can nothing exist?

[Samuel]

Can nothing exist?

What is this object we call nothing?

Is nothing a numerical value of zero?

Or is nothing something more then nothing?

Can nothing be something and be nothing?

When we call something, nothing does it have value?

Or does that value have value but means nothing to us?

What do you consider nothing?

Something you don’t find interesting?

Or is it just the actual numeric value of nothing?

Nothing can not exist, unless you compare it to something, to prove that nothing is actually something, but it has no value.

What is nothing, as it something?

Everything is something, so nothing must actually be something?

But nothing can’t be something as the meaning of nothing is non-existent.

Can something be nothing, and can nothing be something?

That’s one major loop in the universe of knowledge, as something has to have value to be something, but even it has no value it is still something?

[Shamino]

I'm gonna have to sit this down. This shit is deep

[Samuel]

I've established through many opinions and facts, that theres a loop-hole.

Nothing dosen't exist.

Since nothing dosen't exist, by the definition of nothing (Something that has no existence.), that since nothing dosen't exist, it is therfore nothing by the defintion of nothing.

We know, that however that nothing is impossible, beacuse there is always something there.

A loophole (for a lack of words).

[snap]

grats bfg. you just owned the word "nothing".
very nice. makes me think

[Dick]

don't do this never again ! i did must think about it and u know that thinking hurts lol but hey that shit is deep, i will never believe that people who write those kind of things arent on druugs or arent alcoholics, which one are you Sam ? :lol: :lol: :lol:

[Ben]

Yes it exists its in my head :mellow:

[carrotderek]

Sam, me, Ashiki,Catalyst, Dale, Deadloader spend 2 hours in an intense discussion over this.

We could've written a Ph.D thesis on the ideas discussed.

[Samuel]

Hell yeah we could. (I could atleast).

I have the conversation if anyone would like a read. We had a intense discussion for longer then that, the 2 hours was mearly just for the nothing part, thne unto the universe, and the meaning of life.

No dick. Im not under any drug. I thought about it while taking a shower this morning, and I thought I should discuss it, and write it down so I wouldn't forget.

[maniac___]

-So, Vasilli Ivanovich, you're saying that outside reality is the Nothing, the Void?
-No, Peter. You're seeing the wax inside the oil lamp again. Remember, oil lamp does not exist either.
-So...
-We only think that there is a void. In reality, the reality doesn't exist, and even the void doesn't exist.
-So what exists?
-Nothing. And even this nothing does not exist.
-....
-Reality is a fairy tale that God told himself before pushing a self-destruct button of his own existance.
-I don't understand.
-With your last name, Peter Voyd, it is too ironic not to understand this. Or should I say, not understand this, as there is nothing to understand.
-Listen, Chapaev. Then I have a question for you.
-Shoot.
-If nothing exists, where is this conversation between You and I is happening?
-What the fuck kind of stupid ass question is that? Are you nuts, Peter?! It's happening right here!!!


....

And then she threw the cover off the Clay Machine Gun, and pointed it at the warehouse, and it vanished. And then she pointed it at the tailors, and they vanished as well. It became quiet. She then motioned to them to step inside the ATV. Peter looked out the ATV's window and saw Anna rotate in the tower around her axis 360 degrees, and the entire reality around them disappeared, leaving nothing but black sky and what seemed to be a rainbow of colorful nothing. Only a tiny ideally round island of earth with some hay lying on it, in an endless ocean of colors. On the very edge of this pad - there was a half of a rifle with a bayonet stuck in the ground. What used to be horizon - now emitted a dim smooth, evenly distributed light.

-Why is this island left?
-The Blind Zone. Buddha's Little Finger pointed at everything outside the boundaries of this pad. Wait! Don't move, you will get under it. Anna, come on now, shut it down already, for God's sake!

Then Anna took out a little mirror and put it right under the Gun's barrel, and quickly brought it up. Before i knew it, the ATV was gone, only the bent grass with the wheel tracks left on its place.

Chapaev and Anna looked at me, and he said: That is it. This world no longer exists.

They smiled at me treacherously, and Anna dived into the river of rainbowy non-existance.

-Atta girl. Let's go do it.
-No. No, you're not gonna...? Don't leave me. You gonna go too?
-Sure! It's nice out there today. Why waste time?
-But why are we doing this?
-Well, we have to do SOMETHING in this eternity. So we're trying to swim over the river that doesn't exist and have no boundaries, time and time again. Don't be scared. Dive, Peter.
-Will I be able to get out?
-Heh. Well, you obviously did once already, since you're standing here.
-But will I be myself?
-Peter, hheh, well, how can you not be yourself, if you is the only everything and anything that could possibly be.

And he took 5 steps back to get some runway.

-Wait. Chapaev! Don't leave me alone yet! You can't just leave me like this.

But it was too late. The ground under his heels crumbled, he lost his balance, and fell into the void with arms wide open, landing on his back. Like water, it flew into waves under him, and then closed back behind him. And he disappeared.... and I was left alone.

I fell on my ass and set there, looking into the grass leftovers. At the place where Chapaev fell. Then I knew I was very tired.
I lied down on the hay and looked up. Then I realized that since beginning of time I just always lied here on the coast of Void and saw interchanging dreams, shifting one another, constantly awaking here. But if that's so, what did I spend my life on? Literature, Art, Politics - all of these were but tiny moths, flying over the last bundle of hay in the universe. Who will read what I wrote? My notebook, my pencil, everyone who could possibly find my writings - now were tiny lights in the ocean of rainbows. Was I going to just fall asleep on this tiny piece of ground again?
Not taking a moment longer I jumped on my feet, and threw myself into the Void.

I felt nothing, except now it was everywhere, to every side of me. Of course, there were no sides anymore. I saw the origin of this flow, and I knew instantly - that is my true home.

© Viktor Pelevin "Chapaev and Void"

[Dale]

Ye. That was a cool talk, i like deep talks. I don't think Stu was into it though ^_^. Hahah.