I wrote this up last night while in an odd mood. I'm not normally in this mind frame, so I decided to draft it and reread it in the morning. After rereading it, I do think its a bit silly, but I'm posting it anyways, because I would like to hear how others feel about that hard "I don't know", the type of "I don't know" that may never be answered. How are you coping with it, and what are your specific "I don't know's" that drive you particularly crazy?
Here it is:
I'm in a mood right now that's making me really, really fucking not ok with "I don't know." It's the intellectually honest thing to say, but god damn, am I sick of it. We, who are alive right now, will never know, and most of us will never get a chance to be in a position to do something about not knowing. Fuck, that pisses me off. We're left to wait for others to the work. And, in the meantime, we'll be too busy dying off to ever learn what's beyond inflation, or if anything from our current knowledge of reality has any relation to the rules that exist outside of our universe.
I so badly want to be there when we first learn of the relationship between nothing and something. If we learn that the finite is just a part of the nature of infinity, I want to be the first to bawl my eyes out. Gravity! Please, somebody figure that shit out before I die.
Not knowing can a hopeless and helpless feeling. Mostly, it's a motivator, but not when your hands are tied, or when the solution appears to be so far off in the future.
Here it is:
I'm in a mood right now that's making me really, really fucking not ok with "I don't know." It's the intellectually honest thing to say, but god damn, am I sick of it. We, who are alive right now, will never know, and most of us will never get a chance to be in a position to do something about not knowing. Fuck, that pisses me off. We're left to wait for others to the work. And, in the meantime, we'll be too busy dying off to ever learn what's beyond inflation, or if anything from our current knowledge of reality has any relation to the rules that exist outside of our universe.
I so badly want to be there when we first learn of the relationship between nothing and something. If we learn that the finite is just a part of the nature of infinity, I want to be the first to bawl my eyes out. Gravity! Please, somebody figure that shit out before I die.
Not knowing can a hopeless and helpless feeling. Mostly, it's a motivator, but not when your hands are tied, or when the solution appears to be so far off in the future.
