概要 翻訳

Nothing․․․ Humanity speaks of it as though it exists‚ yet the moment you describe nothing‚ it becomes something․ Darkness is something․ Silence is something․ Even emptiness occupies thought․ True nothing has no form‚ no meaning‚ no beginning‚ and no end․ It cannot be seen or imagined‚ because the one imagining it is already proof that something exists․ That is the irony of nothing․ It can never truly be understood․

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