The certainty with which I approach the complexities and mysteries of life is not droll but rich and rewarding.
Time, consciousness, and gravity:...
Illusive yes...by design...
These concepts are understandable in the proper context...one based in purpose, which you have chosen to deny...
I just love it when I see otherwise apparently sensible people bragging that they understand the complexities of life, they possess certainty, they offer the the proper context, they have knowledge of the purpose on which the context is based.
What is striking is that the obvious fact that so many others with different "certainties" have felt (and do e'en as you speak) equally convinced of their monopoly on "understanding," and "purpose," fazes them not at all.
None of them.
They're all, in their infinite variety, just as blithe and certain as they can be.
Blithe, blithe, blithe. Certain, certain, certain.
It makes one's eyeballs roll, yet is quaint, and would be cute, anthropologically speaking, if all that certainty didn't give the fervid leave to try to bend others to their perceived purposes. |
