One. Two. Three. Countless.
When we reflect on how this world works, we are left with more questions than answers. Questions that no science, no observation, no empiricism, and no hypothesis can fully answer. However much we might try to dig beneath the surface to uncover the root of the mechanisms, we are left amazed. Something speaks to us, affects us, convinces us of a grand design. Call it God's hand, or call it something else: something more powerful than our little tweaks of intellect.
How is this possible that an aberration doesn't emerge in the otherwise perfect order of things? The moon revolves around the Earth, the Earth revolves around the Sun, and the Sun keeps the planets bound in its embrace. We may have scientific explanations for it, and it's no sin to analyse and test hypotheses, but doesn't silence follow at some point when we are done analysing?
Place yourself high above the skies, and watch the actions humans naturally subscribe to. Two people fall in love. They converse. They fight. They withdraw. They grow close. They get angry. They cry. They laugh. Everything unfolds in a way that keeps infatuation alive and procreation going. Shouldn't that amaze us beyond merely reading about the reproductive system and gametes?
Why doesn't someone's eyeball get hurt more often? Who protects it from harm? Why do we have two legs and not four? What's evolution? Is a human a sum of appearance and speech? Or something beyond? What's consciousness? What's the soul? What's memory? Why does the oppressor so often end up paying a price? What's Karma? What's luck? What's an earthquake? Why don't tectonic plates move rapidly enough to break the Earth into smithereens? What force protects us from death? From destruction?
We indeed have minute, detailed explanations for many phenomenon, yet one remains unsatisfied. A ray of light emerges somewhere between the neurons, asking us to reflect. To understand, and not merely to study. Leave the Peterson-esque or Dawkins-versus-God debate aside for a moment. Let's instead focus on how far analysis can go, and where it ultimately stops. Therein lies the answer.
That we are busy chasing stuff doesn't mean the broader game isn't at play. Human blindness is no excuse for neglecting the knowledge that comes from questioning, reflecting, and remaining silent. In this age of ultra-consumerism, fundamental, soul-quenching questions have remained unattended. Crime leaps forward.
Humans create value systems that are often lopsided. They subscribe to ideas that benefit one party while harming the other. Corruption takes place. Murder happens. Sadism takes shape. And all the extremely nauseating qualities of humans emerge. By nature, humans are imperfect. How, then, can we expect perfection in human-made rules and regulations?
Wisdom comes through amazement, when everything else fails. It humbles us. It teaches realities that no science (with all due respect) can teach on its own. We may understand the reasons something happens, yet still fail to broaden our horizons and look beyond, into the philosophy of things, into their genesis, even at the subatomic level.
Everywhere, unseen energies play out beyond the stretch of our imagination. One needs to be wise enough to feel them, for they cannot be seen or analysed.
Great is the force unseen.
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