I’m in Ostfriesland, which is probably the closest empirical encounter of the concept of nothingness. Speaking of nothingness, many doggos and hoomans might be scared of death, but don’t be: if there’s death, then there’s no you. And if there’s you, then there’s no death. Why would two sets that are completely distinct and can never meet be afraid of each other? Or in other words: the entirety of a chew stick can either exist in an indigested or digested form. But the indigested and digested forms can never coexist. So just chill and give a shit as long as you live.
