Mar 04, 2008 01:26
I am balancing on the edge of a knife.
As an astrophysicist, I see the world in two ways:
1. Life is meaningless and futile, just a hiccup in the fundamental nature of the universe. No matter how we act or what we do, we'll never be able to get away from the truth that, in a few million years, we won't exist. Phenomena bigger than the scope of human comprehension occur regularly in the universe. Even if we somehow manage to escape the problems of survival on Earth, and wind up planet hopping to live as long as possible, the entire universe will collapse in on itself. That will be the end. If we are all dead, even if there is an afterlife, could the afterlife exist if the entirety of existence doesn't? Will heaven be phased out as unnecessary, since no new souls are passing on? What is the damn point of asking any questions at all?
2. Since the former is such a bleak and depressing world view, though a true one, I ought to just forget about this rubbish and enjoy what I've got, and not take anything too seriously.
I rather like the second option, though I occasionally tilt towards the first at random moments.
I'm not sure whether I would like to continue speculating for my entire life, or to make up my mind on which of those is better.