Zero
The number that does not exist
A place holder only to be filled with others so that they might give it meaning
Intriguing that for such an insignificant void we give it the symbol of forever.
Infinity without the twists, we look at zero and physically see that it is a perpetual line… never ceasing… never ending.
Just as I've never heard before, thoughts flood my mind…
How everything repeats, how everything is new… how is it that when i learn something it's like I'm reminding myself of something i have forgotten…. Why is it that everything seems so beautifully choreographed as if it were meant to happen