Vacuum- Meanings Defined and Undefined

Vacuum

With a oblivion in its identity , nothingness into everything and no atom to interact with, the state of vacuum is a symbol not just limited to science or in the pages of a thesaurus , but often it denotes stillness of a life nearing its end, where memories are the chief reliance ,and all your young musculature being sucked by time.

Every scientist adores this state of vacuum. Its a blessing for every physicist and chemist researching on atomic collision or a property analysis of an element. Vacuum with its emptiness is a basis of sterility in every biological lab, is a mean of suction for every engineer and a horizon for each of those astronomers working up in the space station.

However with its boons it brings under its veil the horror of  breathlessness , the gloom of death and the antonym of every life. Every mind in its lifetime has a state of total vacuum when it doesn’t want to take in, when it doesn’t aspire to interact and when it is completely into the silencing aura of silence. Even the trees and the flora around us operates so wonderfully in a total absence of movement and mobility thus giving in the  way to the roots of vacuum. It is very interesting to sometimes see how the tiny bulbs that shine bright and glimmer in the night are being operated within a void of air . Air shall burn them up. Air too can be fatal. No Cartesian system can define vacuum in a limited number of dimensions. Plato said that vacuum is a thing that cannot be apprehended by senses. Aristotle however never was a supporter of this void theory. Some deviated and philosophised the origin of vacuum from supernatural. Some even give celestial basis for it.

To quote a poem by Howard Nemerov,

The house is so quiet now
The vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet,
Its bag limp as a stopped lung, its mouth
Grinning into the floor, maybe at my
Slovenly life, my dog-dead youth.
I’ve lived this way long enough,
But when my old woman died her soul
Went into that vacuum cleaner, and I can’t bear
To see the bag swell like a belly, eating the dust
And the woolen mice, and begin to howl
Because there is old filth everywhere
She used to crawl, in the corner and under the stair.
I know now how life is cheap as dirt,
And still the hungry, angry heart
Hangs on and howls, biting at air.

Vacuum is the origin of everything at once. It is an undefined structure but still with so many complexities that even the greatest of sciences are unable to give it an artificial essence or to give it a shape of the living. Nothingness can be obsolete and everything at once. There is just a vague sky of meanings regarding this word.

To be conclusive,

Nature abhors a vacuum

, and if we can only walk with sufficient carelessness we am sure to be filled.