As my soul sat on a voyage through the ocean that spread to
the endless horizon, through the wilds
that run thousand nautical ,through millions of light years into the
boundless universe ,I found myself
turned back to my very existence. The idea of existence and destiny, as
to many others, has always been a question of irony to me. And this very
circumstance where destiny turns back to existence, I find myself turned to the
idea of nothingness. Its really amazing that the word nothing has let me to
think so much that factors of living had become insignificant to me .there I stumble across the word absolute and I discovered that
everything is subjected to a scale whose index have been fixed according to
certain comparative elements. So what is absolute. The day we find the right
index of absolute ,all debates between good and bad, theist and atheist, devils
and priest would come to an end. As logical arguments would be specified under
certain known index ,the scope of argument would be specified on some known
agenda of universally accepted ideas and thus the scope of multidimensional
reasoning would stop.
We all begin our
journey from the same glacier and as we flow through the ages like a stream
there are these rocks called circumstances that guides us along different
direction. as we sail thousands of miles crashing into tons of rocks, we find
ourselves oceans apart from those who started the voyage from the same
glaciers. And we say he has gone too far or he has stayed far behind. Though
actually we are all flowing continuously and nobody is far ahead or behind. Its
just all have flown in separate course, some flown through the mighty green
valleys, some through dense forests and so on. but in the long run nothing
really matters as we all will eventually fall into the mighty ocean called
death. And our death will be a grain size event with respect to the massive
world.
Coming back to the idea of nothingness, I wonder what
purpose are we serving here, why are we bothered with tons of emotions though
even the greatest emotion is overcome by time, why we like to be social though
we always fear society, why we complain about having to do same repetitive
things everyday and still go for those things the next day? Here one might say
since life has no meaning, what shall we do? Shall we repeat the endless
process shown by our predecessors and like them fall into the ocean of death
tired, bored and full of remorse or should we stop bothering everything and
repent over the fact that life has no meaning?
The most logical idea for people who believe in nothingness
or nihilism is to create their own meaning of life. Its like an empty canvas ,a
symbol of nothingness and we may create our own image of life with the colours
of our progressive thinking. A master stroke of creativity that has no boundary
and is not corroded by the hand of monotonous repetitive phenomenon designed by
the people who preceded us and practiced by those around us. a world where one’s
creative existence is a question to preconceived ideas.
