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The drop in the ocean of time

After years of delay, I have finally decided to start writing a blog.The primary purpose of this is to record my thoughts. To some they might seem to resonate the feeling one gets when one watches a water drop as it falls into a pool of water, that image frozen in the mind's eye, when it is bouncing up, creating a ripple through the water that fades as time goes on, leaving a trail through which other ripples might propagate. A waveform that exist for only those who are affected by it.

Our time-line

We are all but stardust which started off as nothing. Pure nothing. No time. No Space. Nothing that we comprehend. We exist as dissonance, in the symphony of the universe, stuff that needs resolving in order for the melody to be complete. Like mini-stars, defying gravity, a futile temporal existence, that makes use of all the forces of nature, except the one that can only unite, the one that is weakest at small distances but given a adequate time and distance, it grows so powerful that its the only thing that matters. The only force that as i write this is beyond the realm of our human understanding.

Life

Life is a spawn of Chaos. Carbon, Catenation and a few billion years to run through all the Combination and we get the essence of life, the single molecule that distinguishes the living from the rest. DNA. The Complexity of the DNA and the Universe makes people question science, The moment faith in science is questioned, pillars of reason are weakened. Like a bad composer with out options our mind tries to resolve it immediately with the simplest and the most easily available consonance, only a  few learn that what is perceived as good music is created from dissonance and resolution. Time and again we have been taught this, but only a few learn.

The universe in us

A few billion more years and we are here. We think ! The might of an organ that started out to coordinate activities of a cluster of cells in a jelly fish. To ensure communication and coordination.Perhaps that's what intelligence is, in the most simplest of forms, the ability to communicate ideas. Communication, Problem Solving ability, Creativity and the ability to produce meaningful output, subjective, with out any stimulus has enabled us to created the world that we inhabit in. Can machines learn and think? I hope we can find the answer in my little time. The comfort that we take for granted though a world that has been created through ages of accumulation of knowledge are quite fragile.

Mt. Everest

Most people can't even manage a few days on their own out in the wild. I have just now realized, true to every word, of what the above statement implies. I have found a new love, besides the ones that I've talked about, the love for mountains and the wild. One does not truly understand what "Wild" means until he is out there. The mountains create the dissonance on the terrain on earth. Rivers are spawned and thus they create the flow of life. They are harsh and unpleasant to inhabit themselves they are vital for the existence fertility. .

The Symphony of Chaos

As the ripples of the water fade, there is unrest. We detest pure calm. Then another ripple comes along setting us into motion. We must resolve into chaos, for we are created out of it. Our fate like the star's is sealed, we all perish, albeit in different ways. The symphony, despite conveying all the human emotions, must end. But that is not what we get to see. Beyond us there is nothing. Remove the observer and the universe could be anything and no one will know. We are here to enjoy The Symphony of Chaos, and that should be the true motive.




This blog will give you a glimpse of my sight though my window of perception. My own orchestration of the universe's music.This blog will contain what i feel is important enough to be frozen and penned down from this juncture in my life. As you must have already realized, the topics that i have touched in this introduction are some of my favorite topics. My interests are as varied as the colors in the spectrum . Some might be, to you, mundane while others might be spiffing, they are my sensibilities, they define what i am.


We are all just flawed creatures, thriving on and through, imperfection. We forget this most of the times and fool ourselves to believe in our might. Its only when we take time to reflect, we realize how flawed we are. We admire the flawless, knowing that we don't belong in there. I hope that in writing this i get to reflect on my flaws and perhaps become less-ignorant of them, that perhaps i will be a better version of me. I don't wish to embark on a vain journey to perfection. I have seen how it ends. I wish to start off towards betterment, knowing fully well that there will always be something to better, something to learn. Devoid of the need to know there is something else beyond this, devoid of the fear of failure, just to enjoy every sip from the cup of life, knowing it will get empty one day but not caring about that fact. 

I know that i will not please all those who read this, that is not the purpose of this, just remember this is just my take on things; you have the right to have your own.

I sincerely hope that you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoy writing it.