> 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