Ramble

I was born 10:15 am on the 25th of Ramadan 1983. The 7th day of the 7th month of the 7th year after the millennium I will have spent two dozen years existing. As of writing this text I will have spent twenty odd years struggling to define that very existence. Many a times I have come to conclusions that I considered conclusive only to be swayed by events and thoughts that were not under my control. These were not random repudiations of my will but concrete and logical refutations based upon faith and reason. There is a prime cause, the first mover, God, Allah, a supreme deity and so on. Humans need to exist as a whole, forming societies which require morality and ethics. These cannot be deduced by reason but need to be based upon something much more meaningful. The difficult part is putting that very meaning in words. Progress counters solace. Yet humans cannot be expected to let their extremely capable minds go to waste. It is a preordained cycle that will one day come to an end. Birth necessitates growing up which necessitates death. There is no reason to feel sorry about the state of affairs in the world. They could be better but even then the decay would only be delayed not diverted. From a single individual’s viewpoint the functioning of nature with its diverse ecosystem which includes humans is completely random. It is not a function of a few variables or a few million. It is not a function at all but an ingenious conjecture of God’s wills which we will always be at a loss to understand. Simply put it is not understood but known. We can only speculate upon isolated parts of this miracle and console ourselves with having understood the genome and so on. Religion is a very potent means of controlling the human race and keeping it sane and functioning as it completes this cycle. Predestination is an excuse for debauchery. For all counts and purposes pertaining to reality we are free. Free will does not equate to omnipotence. Imagine not having to exist in the dimension of time, the dimension of space. The mind cannot compute the result. It resorts to imaginative hallucinations. But we know of these dimensions through our own faculties of perception which for all we know could be wrong. We could be a thought, we could be finite. What we are should not concern us for upon finding out we would have achieved little. It would give us a reason to condone or refute God. It would give us a reason. But humans are sentient but not reasonable in the perfect sense of the word. They do not require reason; it is only an adage to myriad inputs that are considered by our minds before acting. Fear, love, hate all work just as well. Ignoring the circular argument there is no reason to elevate reason above emotion or vice versa. The rise of religion saw the human race reverting back to the Stone Age and the rise of science saw the human race wanting to revert back. A peace of mind has two components material comfort and spiritual solace. Neither religion nor science alone can provide both. Exceptions are irrelevant for there are no rules only a paradigm within which a dynamic subset must be created for each individual. There are no new ideas only rehashing of new situations to fit the same paradigm. Things happen constrained by our minds and then they become history. On the other side extrapolating these constraints gives us the future. Think, but not just because you can. It is the only way to expand.