A deep hole left by a stone that fell from the sky had zero energy in it, according to the most accurate readings the scientists could muster. Likewise it was with all holes, science said. Queasy from the otherwise negative effects such a finding implicated, the normally certain scientist-in-chief insisted that the machinery was miscalibrated and called for all equipment to be flatlined at zero and more readings to be taken. Frantically, it was done as he asked, but again, nothing registered. "Dear me," he thought, "now what? If we don't find something here, that means there's nothing here, but quite obviously there's a hole. Something is something; it cannot be nothing. Now we won't make mail route pick-up for another day and the grant money will be later in coming." Real dilemma for him this was, as his knowledge was at zero, his ability to pay his crew was at zero and now so was his scientific credibility to his profit-seeking, critical-minded source of support. And last but not least, whatever made the hole was also registering a big fat zero. Nothing was working.
Then his assistant said, "Sir, we have a reading." Amazed and dazed, he looked, and rubbed his eyes. Samples taken from the site not only registered a reading, they moved toward a new understanding of hole science altogether. What he saw were large flat nodes of energetic forms. That was all. There was nothing like a monumental godlike force of gravity reaching out to suck all the life from the area or nibble away at the perimeter of the massive hole. Nor was there a nothingness, lost and alone. Instead, he found what appeared to be nodes very faintly shimmering with life. Proof would take a little time but he had in fact found something. Soon he would have his chance to show God's true form.
How would such a proof be written? Thus. If at the middle of nothingness is something, then nothingness is not nothingness but somethingness. If at the middle of said somethingness is nothing more than a frequency form of so fast a vibratory rate that it is wandering into the generation of light, then quantum-sized particles of thought are communicating. Particles of matter are energy, and at the root of energy is life. Thus, with a little more work on the details, the scientist could base his discovery on oscillatory proof of life at the node of blackness at the center of the universe. Nothing would ever be the same again.
Men of science look at the question of "who?" and "what?" with equal quizzicalness as they look at questions of the same mundane sort as "by what mechanism?" or "of what type?" Neither of the first two questions really can be answered with the same kind of method of inquiry as the latter. God does not register on the kind of equipment a neutrino does, nor can the origin of thought be found by density separation or matter splitting. Round pegs do not fit in square holes.