I am not usually one to plug another man's work, but I find his ideas to be fascinating to say the least. If you disagree with him, don't write him. He won't entertain your notions.
He recently wrote one of his musings to a group that I moderate called "Once Upon a No-Time". This musing states that we are literally of nothing. It is quite compelling for a very good reason. I have no idea if Mr. Richardson ever studied physics. He certainly doesn't seem to have, but his notions are strikingly similar the basic principles stated in quantum wave mechanics.
All things have a beginning. All things must be born of something, but what? All things, all matter, all existence must have a singular element in common. There must be a single trait that we share. On the surface, there doesn't seem to be but look closer. We all occupy space. Space is the universal constant. Therefore, it can be surmised that all matter is formed from space. Without space, there can be nothing. Think about it.
Now consider this. Space is the one elemental constant in the universe. We all occupy it and we all displace it. We all exist in a cycle. If we are of nothing, this would also suggest that are without substance. Think about it. You know it's true. History unfolds before us and once it has passed, it is a fleeting memory, barely tangible.
The wars of ages past and the beloved pet who has died are no more real to us than the very fables we denounce as fairy tales. The most solid stone eventually must pass into dust and is lost in it's current form forever. Thus do all things pass. Think why we mourn these losses. It is because that which was temporary has passed beyond our grasp.
Think to the next day after an event. You cannot touch the stone facade of the World Trade Center. The blasts of Pearl Harbor no longer deafen our ears. The touch of a lost love is a vague memory of someone who is no longer there, reminding us of our autonomy. It would seem that we are alone and that there is no permanence. If from nothing we came, then to nothing we must return, but what is nothing? Even the wisest cannot say and the perceptive mind can the hear the voices that call out from behind that veil. We do not what nothing is, but we do know that it is something. It is of substance and it is also occupied.
If it is not, then existence cannot be resolved.
