Like bubbles in the bathwater
Aka Random Philosophical Thoughts about God and the Universe
Originally written on Dec 28, 2008
Isn't it always at the oddest times when sudden bouts of introvision will strike? Those moments where the tiniest observation sparks such questions as: "who am I", "why am I here", "is there a god", "what happens when we die?" Instances like... Taking a bubble bath. Something as unimportant as watching the bubbles swirl in the water when you move. Seeing those tiny swirling vortexes sparking the thought about how much they look like galaxies spinning through space. Now suddenly you no longer see bubbles clumped together along the water, rather now it's large galaxies full of lightly packed star systems. Watching how the smallest of movements in the water cause vast changes in structure, yet each progressively smaller component barely shifts at all. How would a tiny water molecule making a larger bubble know that the entire clump of bubbles was now on the other side of the tub with only the barest of breaths.
Ever notice how the best way to move a clump of bubbles isn't to try and pick them up? Doing so usually only results in many bubbles bursting and the rest not wanting to go where you wanted to put them. A deep blowing breath will move them quickly, but again many burst and the clump loses almost all it's shape. Some clumps disintegrate entirely. Yet it is those soft gentle breezes that can shift the entire clump around with the minimalist of damage.
Makes me wonder if god might be the same. The gentlest of touches to cause the biggest of changes. Things so small they almost go unnoticed yet make a profound difference.
Who knows? All I know is my bathwater all too soon turns cold and my thoughts turn to more mundane things like housecleaning....
... and wishing I had a larger tub.... or a hot tub.
Mmmmm... Hot tub......
Originally written on Dec 28, 2008
Isn't it always at the oddest times when sudden bouts of introvision will strike? Those moments where the tiniest observation sparks such questions as: "who am I", "why am I here", "is there a god", "what happens when we die?" Instances like... Taking a bubble bath. Something as unimportant as watching the bubbles swirl in the water when you move. Seeing those tiny swirling vortexes sparking the thought about how much they look like galaxies spinning through space. Now suddenly you no longer see bubbles clumped together along the water, rather now it's large galaxies full of lightly packed star systems. Watching how the smallest of movements in the water cause vast changes in structure, yet each progressively smaller component barely shifts at all. How would a tiny water molecule making a larger bubble know that the entire clump of bubbles was now on the other side of the tub with only the barest of breaths.
Ever notice how the best way to move a clump of bubbles isn't to try and pick them up? Doing so usually only results in many bubbles bursting and the rest not wanting to go where you wanted to put them. A deep blowing breath will move them quickly, but again many burst and the clump loses almost all it's shape. Some clumps disintegrate entirely. Yet it is those soft gentle breezes that can shift the entire clump around with the minimalist of damage.
Makes me wonder if god might be the same. The gentlest of touches to cause the biggest of changes. Things so small they almost go unnoticed yet make a profound difference.
Who knows? All I know is my bathwater all too soon turns cold and my thoughts turn to more mundane things like housecleaning....
... and wishing I had a larger tub.... or a hot tub.
Mmmmm... Hot tub......