Once upon a time there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Nothing at all.
Not even anyone there to know that there was nothing.

In the nothingness was a desire for something.
A desire for something to exist - to end the nothing.

It was as though nothing was an entity - and that nothing longed for
something.

Nothing longed for something so much - that nothing produced something.
It was almost like a birth.
That nothing wanted to end nothing and the only way was to produce
something.

When nothing produced something - thus nothing ended - there was no more
nothing.
In essence - nothing gave up his life - his existence - in order for
something to exist.

What nothing produced was amazing.
It was Sir Frederick Martin McNeill of Fuzzy Systems Anonymous!
And to this day - he still puzzles about how he was born or where he came
from and often asks where his real parents are - because in essence his real
parents were nothing.
THE BORG