This is a monologue to myself about truths I came to believe in.
There is a great question I found to stumble upon. What truths do I believe in?
Or rather, what truths I came to believe in?
Two truths I came to believe in – with all certainty (certainty is the most untrue thing in this universe).
The first one is Randomness.
People say God exists in everything in the universe.
I came to believe that Randomness exists in everything in this universe.
You always get a false sense of control over your own life. But I came to know that I am a speck of dust in this universe. Out of 7,000,000,000 (7 billion) people and millions of generations since evolution, you are one meaningless organism who came into existence out of randomness. Aren’t you a speck of dust? In front of this universe, you don’t matter. Your contribution to whatever you think don’t matter. Universe and randomness don’t care about you. You sometimes may feel that you should be all lucky, you should get whatever you deserve or you should be treated best in this universe. Do understand that universe doesn’t care about you. This monologue is a proof that I don’t want to believe in this truth, yet, the truth doesn’t care if I believe or not. So there is only one way and that is acceptance of the truth.
The second case is how do you apply this truth. Truth is neither bitter nor sweet. It is what it is. When it works with you, you feel it is sweet, and when it doesn’t, it is bitter. Look, we humans are story makers. This is the story to eat that truth with a dose of sugar.
If everything is a randomness, and you are a meaningless speck of dust in this universe; the first thing you should do is you should not take the truth personally. I understand that it affects you personally, but in front of this universe, do you matter or do you exist personally? The other thing you may do is not to judge an event, rather immerse yourself in it. Immerse because you are a part of universe, not an individual. And the third thing you may do is keep a positive attitude (only for the sake of your own sanity though). A positive attitude like ‘Thank God, elephants don’t fly’. After all, escaping from stories is not possible for us humans, so why not label our stories with sugar. Let the story you would be living be an imagination. Let the sugar be an imagination. At least that would be a better choice than labelling stories bitterly.
I don’t have any right to impose what I feel true. These are only my thoughts.
The second truth I came to believe in is Entropy. I have not yet written about it though.
Till then,
Au Revoir.