wow: do things ever come around. the acedemic actions of taking one person's thought(s) and applying it (them) to things that appear to have no depth, managing to show that [not so] deep in that very hole you can find a little water, and a little bit of rock and sand. The fun then comes when you are forced to see upon what the hell they are resting, because unless we begin to talk about gravitons crossing the the varying dimensions in string theory, every non-neutral object (explicitly not in the form of energy) must rest on something. (fuck, I hope that pseudo assertion is right)

So where does the water, sand and rock rest in this hole?