From what we cannot hold..
"To know, is to know that you know nothing,”
-Socrates
I sometimes think about things.. things like time, the concept of it.. does it exist or is it just a human manifestation of keeping an organised track of things happening around us..?
Every second of the continuum, every “Decision”, every “Action”, every "Reaction", even the slightest of movements that we indulge into, and every single thought that occurs to us, completely nullifies a thousand possibilities, and reduces them to “What if’s” and “Could have been’s”. We will never know what an alternative movement or action could have held for us. We probably just breathe in the ashes of those infinite “possibilities”.
We don't "know" anything for certain anyways.
I sometimes think.. what if back in the day, the person who’s job was to keep track of time, of days, of weeks, of months and of years, got bored and named a Tuesday as a Wednesday and we're still living that momentary whim. Does it matter? What if it does? I will never know.
I sometimes think.. what if there was a genius before languages were created? What if there was a great philosopher back then, who had the whole "what's the purpose of life" sorted in his mind?
What if..?
I will never know..
I sometimes think how the human mind is so dynamic and transitional.. one day you think of something as the epitome of perfection, like it was the only thing you ever dreamt of acquiring, like it is the most important thing in your life, like it becomes a part of you and the next day that same thing might be back to being as unimportant as everything else. Why can't one ever be sure of anything? Why?
I will never know..
I sometimes think if someone has ever reached a point where they know they'll be content forever? Has someone ever come to realise at an exact moment that that moment, that one moment was the "happiness" they were longing for since the beginning of time? Has somebody ever felt complete, knowing that they're going to feel the same forever?
I will never know..
I sometimes think if the “you” you are today is going to be the same "you" you're going to be tomorrow.. Or does the yesterday's “you” continually fade into today's “you” and that “you” in turn fades into tomorrow's "you"? In other words, what part of “you” is continually the same over time? Who/What is the "you"?
I will never know..
I sometimes think.. if my writing this, and your missing a bus to work tomorrow are two random events or are they connected? I mean.. I wrote this on some random day, you spent 5 minutes of your time reading it today- the 5 minutes which you could've used to do something else which would've helped you to finish your day's tasks.. but you didn't, you're reading this now and the 5 minutes are gone. You will probably sleep 5 minutes late, and wake up 5 minutes late as well, hence running 5 minutes late..
So, is everything which is happening and which has happened, is/was BY ACCIDENT or BY DESIGN?
I will never know..
I sometimes think.. that almost all the time, we "know" what's good for us, but we still end up doing things that aren't really great for our growth as a person.. we have beliefs, we know things.. but what we know isn't always the drive behind what we do.. Why?
I will never know..
Some things will always remain a mystery, and it is right that they should. We constantly try to discover the "secrets" of the universe without actually knowing what we're looking for. More often than not, we find ourselves dazed between solving those mysteries and deepening them instead. Sometimes it is for the best to let the “unfathomable” be “the unfathomable”, for “From what we cannot hold, the stars are made”.
-Socrates
I sometimes think about things.. things like time, the concept of it.. does it exist or is it just a human manifestation of keeping an organised track of things happening around us..?
Every second of the continuum, every “Decision”, every “Action”, every "Reaction", even the slightest of movements that we indulge into, and every single thought that occurs to us, completely nullifies a thousand possibilities, and reduces them to “What if’s” and “Could have been’s”. We will never know what an alternative movement or action could have held for us. We probably just breathe in the ashes of those infinite “possibilities”.
We don't "know" anything for certain anyways.
I sometimes think.. what if back in the day, the person who’s job was to keep track of time, of days, of weeks, of months and of years, got bored and named a Tuesday as a Wednesday and we're still living that momentary whim. Does it matter? What if it does? I will never know.
I sometimes think.. what if there was a genius before languages were created? What if there was a great philosopher back then, who had the whole "what's the purpose of life" sorted in his mind?
What if..?
I will never know..
I sometimes think how the human mind is so dynamic and transitional.. one day you think of something as the epitome of perfection, like it was the only thing you ever dreamt of acquiring, like it is the most important thing in your life, like it becomes a part of you and the next day that same thing might be back to being as unimportant as everything else. Why can't one ever be sure of anything? Why?
I will never know..
I sometimes think if someone has ever reached a point where they know they'll be content forever? Has someone ever come to realise at an exact moment that that moment, that one moment was the "happiness" they were longing for since the beginning of time? Has somebody ever felt complete, knowing that they're going to feel the same forever?
I will never know..
I sometimes think if the “you” you are today is going to be the same "you" you're going to be tomorrow.. Or does the yesterday's “you” continually fade into today's “you” and that “you” in turn fades into tomorrow's "you"? In other words, what part of “you” is continually the same over time? Who/What is the "you"?
I will never know..
I sometimes think.. if my writing this, and your missing a bus to work tomorrow are two random events or are they connected? I mean.. I wrote this on some random day, you spent 5 minutes of your time reading it today- the 5 minutes which you could've used to do something else which would've helped you to finish your day's tasks.. but you didn't, you're reading this now and the 5 minutes are gone. You will probably sleep 5 minutes late, and wake up 5 minutes late as well, hence running 5 minutes late..
So, is everything which is happening and which has happened, is/was BY ACCIDENT or BY DESIGN?
I will never know..
I sometimes think.. that almost all the time, we "know" what's good for us, but we still end up doing things that aren't really great for our growth as a person.. we have beliefs, we know things.. but what we know isn't always the drive behind what we do.. Why?
I will never know..
Some things will always remain a mystery, and it is right that they should. We constantly try to discover the "secrets" of the universe without actually knowing what we're looking for. More often than not, we find ourselves dazed between solving those mysteries and deepening them instead. Sometimes it is for the best to let the “unfathomable” be “the unfathomable”, for “From what we cannot hold, the stars are made”.
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