I came to the conclusion, many years ago, that at any given moment, the universe will purposefully do something unusual, as it appears to truly enjoy a good joke.
Take this morning for example.
I had been listening to ‘Principles of Lust’, by Enigma, from the MCMXC a.d. album, via my slightly battered yet faithful iPod and indeed had spent much of the morning trip listening to a wide selection of Enigma tracks.. having become quite disassociated with my environment as I fell deeper into the music, it was almost as though time itself had slowed down.. as though people were walking more slowly.
The experience one gets during moments of extreme stress when the brain artificially slows down the construct we call ‘time’ in order to get a better grip on a specific experience.
And it was at that moment, the universe spoke — to remind me of a certain truth.
A dark black BMW raced past, obviously in a hurry to make work, on time. Number plate HELL666. A small smile broke across my face.. which vanished briefly when the next vehicle shot past, one of those faceless minivans that all look the same, number plate LORD00. The smile was replaced with a sheepish grin as the irony of Good versus Evil crossed my mind.
The universe, however had one last sleeved card. The third vehicle to race past? A Paramedic.
A long time ago I walked away from ‘religion’ to instead embrace an open construct –
Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations.
Rather than beleive in God, Mohammed, Vishnu or any other ‘higher being’ or prophet - I simply beleive that the universe itself is, in it’s own way, alive, vicariously living through us. We are all made of atoms that once may have been rock or water or star stuff. The universe constantly pulls itself apart in infinite diversity.. and we are but one of those infinite combinations.
When you consider that, it makes battles and wars over religious ideals, becoming a martyr for some twisted faith and turning a blind eye to humanity itself, truly petty and pointless in comparison. In 10,000 years humanity will likely be a faint smudge in the history of Earth, our atoms rebuilt into something new.
What we do in war does not matter — it will be long since forgotten in as little as 100 years time. What we do to discover, learn and grow, together, will be sung throughout the ages.
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Brendan Borlase is a Systems and Network Administrator living in Adelaide, Australia, having lived, worked and breathed Information Technology for over 12 years. Learn more.
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