At the core of language there is time. Without time there is only no-thing, no-thing within nothing. At the core of music there is time. Without time, there is only silence, silence within silence. At the core of dance there is time. Without time there is only stillness, stillness within stillness.
At the core of time there is only a single moment, this moment, which has no duration. This moment contains no-thing; this moment contains silence; this moment contains stillness. This moment is the container with no volume, the container that cannot contain. Time is one emptiness becoming another emptiness. Is this emptiness different from that one?