Conversations on Science, Culture and Time
Poking Into Nothingness
There comes a moment in thought—if you’re brave, bored, or simply lying awake far too long—when you ask: what lies beyond the universe? And you don’t mean stars, or dark matter, or rogue planets. You mean the edge. The boundary. The membrane beyond which there is no ‘where’, no ‘when’, no ‘what’. And when your thought reaches that point, something inside you recoils. A silent dread. As if your mind has brushed against something it wasn’t meant to. Most people turn back. Frankly, so do I. That creeping sense of cosmic vertigo always gets me. But not tonight. Tonight, I want to break that barrier. I want to step past the limit. I want to poke into the nothingness.
A short essay on FROM
There are certain TV shows that exist not to provide answers, but to push us into the murky depths of mystery, leaving us to wonder why we even embarked on the journey in the first place. FROM, a modern horror-mystery series, does precisely that; it keeps you suspended between dread and fascination, much like a holiday brochure for a destination you’d absolutely never want to visit but can’t stop reading about. If that sounds familiar, it’s because this sensation mirrors the experience I had reading Cloven Country by Jeremy Harte, a book I stumbled upon during my visit to Scotland last year. It delves into the folklore of rural England, where the devil himself is said to have roamed. Much like the eerie town in FROM, Harte’s landscape is full of picturesque locations that mask deep, ancient horrors.