Sometimes the most mysterious and/or significant mystery may be that there is none, that nothing exists where he (or we) expect to find something. Notwithstanding that “nothing” and ontological absence is not, as a function of mischievous logic as much as of the semantic tesseract of language, as reductively simple as it appears to be – wild speculation has a place in the world because every now and then blue sky imagineering intersects with facts, if often in unexpected ways.
The absence of mystery (and meaning) is its presence.
