Everything is nothing and nothing is everything. Soon everything will contain nothing but everything and nothing will contain as much as everything contains. Once everything is everything, nothing will cease to exist and everything will rule. Hence, everything is a system of omnipotence, of omnipresence of nothing but everything.

The first version of Everything appeared as Walt Whitman's poem Song of Myself. He said so himself:

"When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and satisfied then?

And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and continue beyond."

He perceived, through a vision, that everything would come to be, as a prophet might see that later he will be hungry. He saw and heard the cacophony of voices trembling like a thunderclap of Jove:

"O I perceive after all so many uttering tongues, And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouths for nothing."

He also predicted that everything would come from computer geeks, who haven't had a shower for a while, but that is holy and divine, not reprehensible as the geek and computer nerd have become once shunned, now revered as gods:

"Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch'd from, The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer, This head more than churches, bibles, and all the creeds. "