God is Empty: The Sound of Light

Light, the invisible force that permeates everything, is often seen as a phenomenon of brightness and visibility. But light is more than what the eye can capture. It is energy, a wave traveling through the infinite, a source of life and destruction.

The sound of light is both silence and chaos. It whispers through the cosmos like a symphony of vibrations, inaudible yet tangible, a resonance that hums through the core of existence. Each photon, a messenger of eternity, moves at a speed that bends time and warps space. What we see is but a fragment of what light is.

In an empty heaven, where no god dwells, light becomes the primal form of communication. It connects stars and planets, penetrates the depths of oceans, reflects on faces, and turns shadows into stories. Light creates and destroys, breathes and burns, like an eternal pulse of energy.

God is empty, for light knows no judgment, no beginning, no end. It is pure existence—without meaning, yet full of potential. It echoes the Big Bang and heralds black holes, a silent witness to all creation and collapse.

The sound of light is not music in the traditional sense. It is a song without words, a harmony of electromagnetic waves, a dance of particles. It is what binds us to the universe, while simultaneously reminding us of our fragile mortality.

In the silence of light, you hear everything. And nothing.