Nothing, Round Two..?.. . Actually, Three.

Once, I wrote a brilliant article about nothing. Unbeknownst to me, someone posted a clever essay in reply to my essay on a website I'd never heard of, all about nothing! It was surprisingly deep. As I read it, some thoughts came to mind. I jotted them down here.

As a full time student for the last two years, I have discovered that there is something I love more than everything! And that is, in fact, nothing. Nothing is everywhere I go. I have nothing, I do nothing, nothing is bothering me...
There is really so much to know about nothing. It's mind boggling. How can there be so much to nothing? What a conundrum. The idea of nothing as something strips the word nothing of its very meaning. And the idea of nothing means so much to so many people which makes it, in fact, something.
Juggling the idea of 'nothing' is a puzzle, a paradox if you will. How can something that doesn't exist be so multifaceted? And yet, there are people who spend much time pondering the pieces of that which does not and yet somehow still does exist, and that is, Nothing. Nothing at all.  
Please, just for a moment, imagine the darkest, emptiest space you can. What exists there?
Nothing.
But at the very  moment upon which you label it as 'Nothing,' are you not in fact turning it into something? Therefore that nothing becomes something and that something, in being nothing, is actually something which therefore makes it not nothing.
Can that purest form of nothing truly exist in our conscious state of mind?