The Universe Within.
I can make sense of all the universe outside of the earth which is the same and quite predictable with all those universal constants and patterns, the hints given out by the old scientists. The patterns followed with the unchanging slow progression of the galaxies through the space time. Even with that complexity, it still somehow manages to make near perfect sense to me.
But what baffles me is the universe you carry inside your soul, and the one I carry within mine and every one, carrying different universes within themselves, whose only constant is themselves; the people who carry it, the spiritual and mental development of whom is also really rapid, ever changing, ever fluctuating within themselves, making it even more unfathomable to even the keenest of the eyes, and wisest of the souls.
Sometimes stars align between two universes and they imerge, and they merge, soul to soul.. and sometimes the collision of the universes cause nothing but explosion and damage.
I wonder what alien is civilizing in that vastness.. and I also wonder If I ever will get to know those aliens living in my universe, that are running, fueling my world and thoughts... exploding out the cannons of imaginations, the brusts of joy and radiations of sorrow. It perplexes me by thinking, and understanding that even if I do start to understand the universe within me, I'll just be misguided by the information of this universe while I try to understand the other universe within someone else. The constants are never the same. Some small values superimposed sometimes, but yet, never the same.
But that's one language I don't know how to start learning... The complexity of which is actually causing this midnight complex in me. However, maybe the universes should never superimpose. Maybe the differences are what makes the world so beautiful, unique and lovable. Just maybe. I can't actually make sense out of it. Can you?
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