23 Ekim 2007 Salı

Feeding Chaos

What is the thing we feed up ourselves with, day after day?


It could be the sorrows of other people or even it can take the form of sorrow of ourselves. We make ourselves sorrow to feed. Why? Because it is plenty. Because it is abundant. Take happiness as an example. Could happiness be the fuel of our ongoing battle, our exceptionally ordinary daily lifes? Guess not. As one famous writer stated "Happiness lasts one day whereas sorrow lasts every." So we could not be able to survive if our all investment is to be on some rare substance, could we? But I find terribly irritating the thought of desperation is the ultimatum and most powerful ore we can harvest. Instead I think human community has discovered some resource that had been always there even an equal of age with "time" itself.

So do you read scenarios, do you follow books. Have you ever found yourself trapped in comtemplation for some obscure reason? The patterns in which you communicate with your world with your pals with your boss/teacher with your family which are carefully engineered, have you sensed awe or wonder what those were all about? All scenarios, all speech even all gestures and movement are a reaction to reality, an unsaturable need for change. Since there is always some "kind" of contradiction that has to be resolved. We call it life or either we call it struggle, struggle to give meaning or struggle to understand others. Why?

Simple question though. Many simple answers could follow: Survival, Pleasure, Willpower, Love, Truth, Insight, Sense could be some numberous reasons. But I figured out something today. Chaos is in the basic sense regarded as a plentiful, resourceful nourishment of our minds. Chaos is the thing that hits you sharply from your childhood from the times you were feeble. But as time goes on you became stronger and have the habit of getting used to it. Every other day, you observe every doctrine to change but one thing remains solid. This is your best protein: Chaos.

Just as some kind of bacteria transforms nitrate to nitrite, we transform the chaotic world perception around us to a neuro-psychogical model in our brains. Both are, the bacteria and the thinker, equally unconscious. They feed on some form, they produce some form and don't care the rest. And when the resource is plenty, it is even absurd to stop and ponder instead of to compete. Chaos is the valuable asset.


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