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“Although the Nothing is nothing, of and for itself, it is not nothing when interacting with the Being. This interaction activates the passive feature, void as a potential for space, of the Nothing through relationships, and it provides the medium, space, for its division and expansion into existence. In this way, the Nonbeing creates the Being partially but equally important. On the other hand, the Being transforms nothingness from nothing into real space.”

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Dejan Stojanovic
Dejan Stojanovic

Dejan Stojanovic, born on March 11, 1959, is a Serbian poet known for his profound emotions and unique style in his poetry, which has won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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