What is odd is how different the philosophy I have currently adopted is from my past ideas. Tis as follows:
Highway System
My life is a single edifice. Four walls. A roof. A floor. On this landscape around me are billions of other buildings. With each experience I go through, I expand my edifice, building stories with each lesson learned. Around me and between the other buildings and I are highways. Lots and lots of highways. These highways run with cars and bikes and people and energy every day and every night without end or consequence. This highway system is life. This highway system is not my life, not your life, but life in general. My edifice, while encased within the system, is independent of the system. And, when time breaks down my building to dust, when I am nothing but a parking lot..... It won't matter. The highways around me will still run fast as if I never existed. My name will be etched in a granite slab. Nothing more and nothing less will be left behind. Those who loved me will see the granite slab, remember me hopefully, and the continue on building their structures to reach the heavens above. I could never want more than that.
One of my favorite movies called Memento has a quote: "The world doesn't disappear every time you close your eyes."
My life is inconsequential and my being is nothing but an insignificant speck in this universe. This does not scare me. It instead comforts me. I find solace in the knowledge that life will continue in spite of me and that this world is so much bigger than me.
Hey, yeah, I concur on several points. ...except that if the 'heat death' theory of the universe is true, eventually all those highways and everything they're built upon will degrade and decompose into what is ultimately a homogeneous and yet chaotic mess with no point of interest and no deviation. God, the notion that ours is the only universe, and that it is doomed, is the most depressing thought. The Most Depressing Thought.
ReplyDeleteThis is why for sanity I must believe there are other universes.