Edited by Jim McCrory, Sunday 22 March 2026 at 09:14
Today's Thought: When Nothing Adds Up
“Be careful when a naked man offers you a shirt.” African proverb
Now I got thinking today about the problem of nothing. No, I am not sitting on rice paper emptying my thoughts to achieve ultimate happiness. I am thinking of another nothing.
Consider the universe with its stars, galaxies, and dark matter. Now imagine it compressed into a sphere no larger than our solar system. Press it further, down to the size of the sun, then to the span of the earth, then smaller still. A watermelon. An apple. A pea. An atom.
You are now holding an impossible weight in a vanishing space.
Take the next step. Remove it all. Not just matter, but space itself. Not just space, but time. What remains is not emptiness, because even emptiness suggests a place where something could be. This is nothing in its purest sense. No dimension, no duration, no foothold for thought.
The mind strains here. It reaches for an edge and finds none. Like a man trying to see beyond the horizon while standing in a closed room, it meets a limit it cannot cross.
Yet from this nothing, we are told, everything came. That is the claim. But in all our science, nothing does not produce something. It has no tools, no energy, no capacity. It cannot act because it is not.
So we face a quandary. If nothing cannot give rise to something, then the origin of all things must lie beyond the physical order. Beyond space, beyond time. Not bound by the rules that govern the universe, but the source of them.
The opening line of Genesis speaks with a calm certainty that cuts through the confusion:
“In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth.”
A simple statement, yet it answers the riddle. Not nothing, but a mind. Not chance, but intention.
So be careful when a naked man offers you a shirt.
Today's Thought: When Nothing Adds Up
Today's Thought: When Nothing Adds Up
“Be careful when a naked man offers you a shirt.”
African proverb
Now I got thinking today about the problem of nothing. No, I am not sitting on rice paper emptying my thoughts to achieve ultimate happiness. I am thinking of another nothing.
Consider the universe with its stars, galaxies, and dark matter. Now imagine it compressed into a sphere no larger than our solar system. Press it further, down to the size of the sun, then to the span of the earth, then smaller still. A watermelon. An apple. A pea. An atom.
You are now holding an impossible weight in a vanishing space.
Take the next step. Remove it all. Not just matter, but space itself. Not just space, but time. What remains is not emptiness, because even emptiness suggests a place where something could be. This is nothing in its purest sense. No dimension, no duration, no foothold for thought.
The mind strains here. It reaches for an edge and finds none. Like a man trying to see beyond the horizon while standing in a closed room, it meets a limit it cannot cross.
Yet from this nothing, we are told, everything came. That is the claim. But in all our science, nothing does not produce something. It has no tools, no energy, no capacity. It cannot act because it is not.
So we face a quandary. If nothing cannot give rise to something, then the origin of all things must lie beyond the physical order. Beyond space, beyond time. Not bound by the rules that govern the universe, but the source of them.
The opening line of Genesis speaks with a calm certainty that cuts through the confusion:
“In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth.”
A simple statement, yet it answers the riddle. Not nothing, but a mind. Not chance, but intention.
So be careful when a naked man offers you a shirt.