What is constant?
In this world essentially nothing is constant.
However, I maintain that in the span of my existence. I am me, is constant. Rewinding back to my infancy, I can still make a claim I am me and have it hold true. Every microsecond of my life, until my deathbed, I can still make the claim I am me and have it hold true.
Experiences do not make us unique? Then what do experiences do. What value do these experiences have? Why do we have them? Why do we grow to be such different people physically, emotionally, socially and intellectually? On what basis does that not make each of us unique?
Of course at the basal level we are all essentially the same. We start with the smallest particle of matter, the quark (it could be something smaller, who knows) At our deepest that is what we all are. With quarks we build on. When quarks come together they form protons, neutrons and electrons. At the microscopic level they have assumed different properties. Groups of these form atoms. The atom of each element is different. There are various combination of these subatomic particles that create unique atoms. While the elements known are finite, the probability of the combinations is exponential, perhaps into infinity.
Atoms come together to form molecules of compounds and substances. Somewhere in this molecular level, came life. Something changed that it was not merely a matter made of minute particles. It was life that sustained itself. Somewhere in life came sentient life. A consciousness, a thought process, a very abstract feeling that knows that we are alive and sentient and thinks about it. So abstract that that we do not know where in this break down of matter it resides. We can explain life in the chemical and mechanical processes that cause it, but sentience remains a mystery. It is this sentience that causes us to not just live, but to live experientially. It is this very sentience that makes us so startlingly different from each other even though we are just the same basally. It is not something that can be dismissed easily.
We come from our parents, they came from theirs, and so on and so forth. But even down this chain life evolved and is still evolving. We have people who are not just experientially by physically different too. Why did the blueprint not remain the exact same? Why did we physically change? Why did the world evolve into not just different people, but different creatures, different organisms, different ecosystems?
No one is unique. Everything is basal. Life, sentience, evolutionary change, nothing matters. What matters is at the core everything is the absolute same. Mister. K at this level your own thought process has absolutely no value at all. Your contemplation on the one, the amalgamation of everything to become essentially one homogenous static holds absolutely no value at all. For it is your life, your sentience, your experience, your thought process that has shaped you. It is everything around you, this forum, your work, the world you live in that has made you who you are and what you think. By nullifying everything that is different, by dismissing this uniqueness that exists in this world, you have essentially nullified the very value and meaning of your own thought process. At the core of it all, it means nothing. You are merely the ordinary, the mundane, the universal part of a homogenous one. Your thoughts do not matter.
I believe in uniqueness. In I am me, and there is no me but me. To me my life, my sentience, my experiences are not just an illusion keeping me from being one with the one. To me everything serves a purpose and I cannot deny the forces that shape and make everyone uniquely them. All these variables exist for a reason and it seems that uniqueness shows each person their path of being one. A puzzle is not a million pieces that fit together or a whole picture, it is the entire process of pieces coming together to form a whole. Focus on only the pieces or only the big picture, you lose a whole lot in between.
Is this the correct explanation, the right explanation or even perhaps a better explanation. I cannot be pretentious, I honestly have no idea. The truth is always ever elusive. It's a risk worth taking. I try my personal best to know and understand, but ultimately any belief system is a risk against the probability of being wrong. As the chaos theory states, any complex iterative model is as good as a wild guess no matter how sound the logic.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
