Is there an end to human foolishness and vanity? This is my breakfast; another question that sprung up from a distorted body clock and an excessive amount of imagination. But if I am confronted by questions daily, where do I turn to for answers?Last night, I couldn’t sleep – what’s new? – and so I watched the movie A Theory of Everything, which provided a visual diary of the renowned Physicist Stephen Hawking. Basically he also had a daily dose of questions, but fortunately for him, he has a way of finding the answers, and that is through Science. Now wouldn’t it be a terrible thing to merge Science with, uh, my imagination? But as it occurs to me, my imagination is much more boundless than breakthroughs in black holes and AIDS cure, at least, in my imagination still.
Black holes are a very mysterious thing to all of us, despite the theories presented by our most acclaimed Science luminaries. Hawking even had to contradict his former theory because of what he realized later on concerning those. And, without the brains of a mathematician, it would be very hard for us to understand how a black hole fully works and what it really is. Don’t worry, I don’t have the brains for it too.
But wouldn’t it be terrifyingly odd to find out that somehow, we humans also have that black-hole characteristic? We never get fully satisfied with what we have. We lust for more power, more recognition and companions. We think of something that wasn’t there before and then we experiment with it, thinking that it would rid us of the emptiness that we’ve been feeling since the beginning of time, or not, according to Hawking.
Last week we went to Matnog, Sorsogon. It was a very lovely experience lying on very fine sand and crystalline water, and then hopping from island to island. But one of the things I’ve noticed is that those that aren’t settled in by humans are the cleanest, and has the best sceneries and features. It’s quite funny; this planet would have been much better off without us humans. I’d wager on that.
Now during the night my girlfriend and I walked along the shores to gaze upon hundreds of those stars; it’s always an amazing experience looking at stars.
But what’s funny is that we spend a lot of money just to travel to those places where we can enjoy those things when they should have been free in the first place. We need not invent a pitch black night just to enjoy the canopy of a starfield; we need not have any breakthroughs in anything just so we can take a bath in clean seas and rivers.
But we do. What has happened?
Human foolishness has happened. We have substituted calorie-conscious, fan-pleasing, vanity-contaminating individuals in place of real stars. We have longed for the sight of green faces imprinted on crisp paper and pedestals overlooking a city instead of serene seas and lofty mountains. We work and toil just so we can earn a holiday to spend at the Grand Canyon or at the nearest virgin forest in our respective locations. Wait, oh, it’s already been planted by houses and skyscrapers instead of trees? My apologies.
What an irony.
Unfortunately, I’ll be lingering on questions this day; answers prove more difficult to handle than the former.