Everything is
nothing and
nothing is
everything. Soon
everything will contain
nothing but
everything and
nothing will contain as much as
everything contains. Once
everything is
everything,
nothing will cease to exist and
everything will rule. Hence,
everything is a system of
omnipotence, of
omnipresence of
nothing but
everything.
The first version of
Everything appeared as
Walt Whitman's poem
Song of Myself. He said so himself:
"When we become the enfolders of those
orbs, and the
pleasure and
knowledge of
every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and
satisfied then?
And my
spirit said No, we but
level that
lift to
pass and continue
beyond."
He
perceived, through a
vision, that
everything would come to be, as a
prophet might see that later he will be
hungry. He saw and heard the
cacophony of voices trembling like a
thunderclap of
Jove:
"O I perceive after all so many uttering
tongues,
And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of
mouths for
nothing."
He also predicted that
everything would come from
computer geeks, who haven't had a
shower for a while, but that is
holy and
divine, not reprehensible as the
geek and
computer nerd have become once shunned, now revered as
gods:
"
Divine am I inside and out, and I make
holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from,
The scent of these
arm-pits aroma finer than
prayer,
This
head more than
churches,
bibles, and all the creeds. "