What is one? When thinking of one, what is the first thing that pops in? To scientists, it's just a number. To civilians, it's just an idea. To children, it's just their primary. To artists, it's a lonely feeling. But what if all this is wrong? What if one isn't really what it seems? It has nothing to do with science. It has nothing to do with life. It has nothing to do with art. It has nothing to do with anything, but itself. It's everywhere. A powerful imagination can represent one in another definition. The ultimate combination between others. It's simple to see numerous figures combining together to form one object, and say 'right so they combined together to form this'. But what if there was something else in it? What if it had an idea that even the greatest of scientists are finding it hard to discover? The human body is an idea. What if it was formed by numerous entities combined together? The world is too big for the naked eye to picture altogether. Why do they call it Earth? Is it because of us? Because we are made of earth? Is it because of the soil that covers the fire under? Is it because of the trees that grow mighty from its skin? Is it to worship its mountain ancestors that balance its living? No! It's because it is earth itself. Everything in it is earth. It was nothing. Until it was formed by a lot of earthy entities. Earth is one, and one is Earth. All this and still the question is hard. It focuses more on the need for power. It can be good. It can be evil. It can be light. It can be dark. It can be smooth. It can be solid. It can be nothing. One comes from whatever stands or falls. It is the representative of infinity. There is no such thing as a beginning or an ending. Those are just words. Like the word one. If it is not a word, then what is it? What is its true essence? It is illogically unknown what its obligation is. But it is known what its power is. The power to combine. The power to work together. The power to come in. The power of impossibility. How wondrous it is to show the true era of working together. One has given us a lesson far too powerful to be forgotten. 'Anything is Possible'. '(Together) is the symbol of winning'. '(Loneliness) is an illusion played by the darkest force'. The master of formation. The entity of unity. Combination. Teamwork. One. What is it that is to be hoped for? The power to combine with what? To combine with self? To combine with nature? To combine with friends? To combine with the elements? No! Why? Because we can combine, with nothing. It doesn't matter with what we have to combine with. Because we have to combine, with one itself. This is the idea. This is the answer. One is not just nothing.
One is everything.