Metaphysical Musings and Marketing Madness
Our lives are governed, more than we know, by random strings of numbers. Combinations, codes, algorithms, formulas—we have no idea how much these things play crucial roles in modern existence. For example, there are entire jobs, such as actuaries, economists, and statisticians, which constantly use formulas to predict how the population of American, or “us,” will behave and react. This is kind of scary. Furthermore, I daily and constantly find myself repeating random strings of numbers in my head even though they have no explicit relevance to my life at that moment. For example, I will “hear” the code to the public restroom on my floor over and over again while I’m outside reading a book, or riding my bike. Speaking of bikes, I know the code to unlock my bike by heart, and I think about it not only when I unlock the bike, but at other times of the day as well. Does anyone else know their PIN number by heart? I know I do. It takes a lot of maintenance to keep these numbers locked up in your brain. And I haven’t even MENTIONED “passwords” yet, I have quite a few of them for the different websites I visit daily, not to mention the main password for my computer. I’ve figured it out, and I am forced to remember some sort of “code” “password” or “combination” over FIFTY TIMES every single day. When you realize this fact, you have to step back and look at your life and think about how much of each and every day you actually spend on “autopilot,” totally ignoring your surroundings and closing your mind to new insights. It is codes and combinations (which never change) that are a central mode of control to keep us in our daily, mundane “groove” that we sometimes call life. Think about it—when does anyone truly break out of the box and do something totally against social norms? Never. And maybe that’s not a bad thing, but at the same time, maybe the reason that never happens is because we are being conditioned to submit wholly and totally to the will of those who want us not to question. And maybe no one knows this but a certain, small group of people, since the mode of control is so effective that most do not even realize that they are in fact being controlled. It is certainly a question to consider.
On questions, is it possible for there to be a “question” without an answer? Your first reaction might be to immediately say “yes,” for there are many questions that we do not know the answer to. However, I did not say “is it possible for there to be a question that we do not know the answer to” I said “is it possible for there to be a question WITHOUT an answer?” The one that comes to mind right away is the “beginning” of the universe, or how we all got here, or any type of big picture “question” like that. I know there are many theories proposing the answers to these questions, and systems of thought are built around theories which answer these questions. I would like to propose that since no one can ever truly know the answer until we leave this realm of time that we are in (who can comprehend infinity?), we should not consider statements like “how did the universe come into being” ‘questions.’ It is my theory that when something cannot be answered in a complete and satisfactory manner (for example, the answer to “what color is my wallet?” is “brown”) it loses something that other “questions” have and therefore it should no longer be considered a question. It’s almost like corollary thinking: if something has a quality, it must have an opposite. If a there is a question, there must be an answer. So what I’m saying is, THERE IS NO QUESTION so there must not necessarily be an answer, and the reason I am saying that is because no one can know the “answer” to some questions and we should not, in our ignorance, still treat them as we treat all other questions, but we should respect, cherish, and think about them as they are the very foundational elements that cause us to build systems for living. We must respect that we are not infinite and that we cannot know everything. Maybe there is an answer somewhere to the “question” of how we got here. I certainly don’t know it and neither does science or anyone else. No, the only person who truly knows is not really a person at all, but a personal God that is outside of our finite universe and can fully comprehend the paradoxes that riddle our existence. There is no definitive answer within life to the questions that define life. We have to look outside ourselves, outside those small little pieces of dust floating around in a massive universe, to truly find “answers,” but not answers in a traditional sense of the word, but “answers” as in satisfaction, meaning, and purpose.
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