Near midnight. Reading the Sefer Yetzirah. "Their end is attached to their start, like the flame-tongue is bound to the coal. For the Lord is unique, He has no second. Before one, what can you count." This is two thousand years old and it is asking the same question I have been circling all night. What is the thing before the first thing. What is the darkness before the egg. What is the silence before the hymn to Night. Before one, what can you count. The answer is not zero. The answer is the question.