zero is an abstract created to describe the situational
absence of value as perceived from
a human perspective

Before the first number was whispered into existence, before the stars found their constellations there was no one, no two, no many not even zero. Only a breathless silence, a stillness that held the secret of all things.

It was not absence, but a fullness too vast for form a waiting womb, a quiet swell of possibility. From this emptiness came rhythm, from the formless came the pulse of time. Creation did not explode it unfolded.

A whisper became light.
A thought became matter. 
A command became cosmos.

This emptiness was not hollow; it was sacred, infinite, unknowable not a blank space, but the source of space itself. A void so deep it echoed, not with sound, but with the weight of everything yet to be. Some saw it as the breath before breath, the silence before the first word, the still point turning the universe. Others, as a mirror without image, a fire without flame, a light untouched by shadow.

Before zero, there was only the mystery. And from that mystery, all things emerged not from chaos, but from a love too vast to be seen.