Learn From It

I know that some people uneasy with the unknown. I should know, because I live with one of them. For some of those, this unease or even fear results in an attempt to know (and therefore control) their immediate surroundings or to redefine their surroundings as something so small and immediate that the Big Bad Out There virtually disappears—even for a little while.

Then there are others who set out to remake the world into something eternally known, eternally there, eternally bounded on all sides. Have an answer for everything, question nothing, except to question the sanity/morality/decency of those who do question, perhaps for no other reason than to shut down the questions.

It's quite seductive, if you think about it: never worry about the future, never worry about death because you've obviated it. Never worry about anyone other than those who are not martinets already marching beside you. Never worry about why you're here, never worry about how you got here. Never worry other than that you and your kind have escaped your biology to become the most sublime creations ever to populate the earth. Never worry about science intruding with 'fact' because you've already questioned and subsequently confuted them (probably because they dared attempt to confound you and otherwise disrupt your soul-soothed and psyche-somnambulated existence). Never permit dissension because it perturbs the perfection. And God is perfection, so what you're really doing is running counter to God. And that's a sin.

Everything except abject obeisance is, and it interferes, and thou shalt not interfere.

Living with the Unknown and living with the Possible are not easy. Again, it's seductive, addicting, bewitching to find a good vein in your soul and mainline the infinite or at least the case-complete, taking it into yourself the accelerated antidote to Time: God as NP-Completeness Made Manifest (On the upside, the needle-exchange programs offered are top-notch).

Nuance, complexity, subtlety, relativism, self-determination are where confusion, perturbation and therefore sin reside. And those who make their homes in those outer regions must commit the ultimate sin simply to survive: they question.

And so we go away from Now,
Not fixed: betwixt what is allowed.

To Future’s End, a toast to Time
Unstuck abstract, adrift sublime!