The Somethingness of Being and Doing Nothing

It's been almost a month since last I blogged. I could lie and say that I have been keeping busy with things of importance, but the truth is I have been doing a plethora of nothing. However, I've come to realize that the last bit of the previous sentence is sort of impossible. You cannot have a plethora, or any other amount, of nothing. Nothing is an immeasurable thing. It is not even a thing; it is no thing, the absence of thing, thinglessness. My friend's daughter posted on her facebook that she too was doing nothing. To which I commented:

It is impossible to do nothing. Nothing is the absence of doing. Nothing is the absence of everything. Doing is related to being because you must be in order to do. You are being, in that you are, therefore you must be, thus you are a being. And if you are a being, then you are not nothing, and since you must be to do, then you are not doing nothing, which is a double negative proving the positive that you are doing something. Only one who is nothing can truly do nothing.

And that, in someway, makes sense to me, and sounds like truth, but it is not. For even though there are words here for you to read on this page, this screen, they mean nothing, and are nothing, except bullshit, which is something that would negate the nothing that I have attributed to what you are seeing, which would make sense since it is unlikely that you would be able to see nothing because nothing is not there and you cannot see something that is not there, or nothing, but it is all subjective, or objective, whichever applies or doesn't apply, all are welcome to apply, but none will be accepted. Nothingness, thinglessness, wordlessness. I will cease to write about this any further.