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Welcome back to dVersePoets, poets and friends! I’m Chazinator and I’ll be your host again. I hope the words are already blowing the tops of people’s heads off in there and I’ll explain how this works in a few minutes. Last time we started out in Florence, but tonight’s prompt starts in Greece, takes a tour through England’s green and pleasant land, a small town in New England, and ends its race at the rocky shores of California …
In my first gig at this blog, I challenged you with the task of wrestling with philosophy. Tonight, I’d like you to take on science. I know, it’s a big subject, fraught with so much lost territory. While it’s not exactly bad blood between science and poetry, there’s certainly some friction, though it wasn’t always so.
The theme of tonight’s prompt is nicely encapsulated in the following remark from the philosopher, Ludwig Wittgenstein: “We feel that even if all possible scientific questions be answered, the problems of life have still not been touched at all.” In the same work, he ridicules the notion that only science teaches, and poetry and art have no truth but just are meant to entertain us. Tonight’s prompt asks you to think about what “problems of life” it might be that science doesn’t answer and that poetry might, if at all.
Way back when, the idea that poetry had certain truths to tell about the world was a given. Homer was not just a pretty face singing sweet notes on the Agora, (s)he was an oracle enunciating truths about the human, natural, and divine worlds. When a more rigorous understanding of the relationship between the world of nature and human consciousness began to take shape, natural philosophers found it not unusual to use poetry to state their ideas.
In Greece, this began with the great Eleatic philosopher, Parmenides. In his poem/treatise on the nature of Being and Becoming, he stated the nature of time in this way:
… How, then, can what is be going to be in the
future ? Or how could it come into being ? If it came into
being, it is not; nor is it if it is going to be in the future. Thus is
becoming extinguished and passing away not to be heard of.
Nor is it divisible, since it is all alike, and there is no more
of it in one place than in another, to hinder it from holding
together, nor less of it, but everything is full of what is.
This “poem” about time and the material world – or is it a treatise? – basically says that time doesn’t exist. The material world is and always has been and will forever Be. Pretty heady stuff, which even some modern physicists have wrestled with. To paraphrase Albert Einstein, the distinction between past, present, and future is an illusion. What Parmenides was saying fits quite well in with the way that some modern physicists understand reality.
In terms of poetry, Parmenides’ work is not very aesthetically pleasing, to tell the truth. However, another natural philosophet/poet renders both scientific theory and poetry more successfully. The Roman poet, Lucretius, wrote an epic to Atomism that is recognized as poetic classic and fundamental scientific text, providing a world-view based on that materialistic view that many of those following science find amenable.
In the following description from On the Nature of Things, Lucretius recounts the beginning of the material world from primordial chaos:
The atoms, as their own weight bears them down
Plumb through the void, at scarce determined times,
In scarce determined places, from their course
Decline a little- call it, so to speak,
Mere changed trend. For were it not their wont
Thuswise to swerve, down would they fall, each one,
Like drops of rain, through the unbottomed void;
And then collisions ne’er could be nor blows
Among the primal elements; and thus
Nature would never have created aught.
The poem states the fundamental theory of a universe based on chance and matter. Nothing more, nothing less. The poem is a great hymn to this realization, expanding on the poet’s understanding of how this plays itself out in the world we see and in the interactions between humans.
As science gained in strength, throughout the Italian Renaissance and Enlightenment, religion and the assumptions it brought into art and poetry came under attack. I’ll skip over over a lot of time and events here, so as not to restate well-known history. By the time that we hit the 19th century, however, science was triumphant, and poetry was beating a bedraggled retreat. The ambivalence to science comes out full bore in the English Romantic poets, especially William Blake. Blake understood that science’s vision of the world is antithetical to the poetic.
Blake was not simply bemoaning the loss of prestige of poetry, but was truly terrified by the possibility that an important facet of being human would be lost. That is, a specific world-view as we now call it, the scientific world-view, diminishes human awareness of both the human self and the self’s relationship – moral, spiritual, and aesthetic – to the world.
The engraving, Isaac Newton, by William Blake is in the public domain in the United States, via Wikipedia Commons.
6. And Urizen craving with hunger
Stung with the odours of Nature
Explor’d his dens around7. He form’d a line & a plummet
To divide the Abyss beneath.
He form’d a dividing rule:8. He formed scales to weigh;
He formed massy weights;
He formed a brazen quadrant;
He formed golden compasses
And began to explore the Abyss
And he planted a garden of fruits
In these words from the Book of Urizen, Blake sums up his concern that the infinite grace of the universe is somehow bounded and wrapped up in a nutshell, the mystery that existence, life, awareness are. Blake finally came to accept the fact that scientific reason is part of a larger self-consciousness in the soul. He believed that poetry and science can live within their own spheres, comprising the human whole, though the modern world has not followed Blake’s prophetic vision.
Robert Frost also took up Blake’s question, though with a more mundane sagacity and without the world-shattering mytho-poetic reach of Blake. In the poem, Star Splitter, Frost narrates the tale of a somewhat unscrupulous man fascinated with stars. Entangled within the mesh of social interaction and relationships, we see how he pursues his interest with science and its impact on his relationship with others.
We’ve looked and looked, but after all where are we?
Do we know any better where we are,
And how it stands between the night tonight
And a man with a smoky lantern chimney?
How different from the way it ever stood?
We seem to be brought face to face with those questions that Wittgenstein said that science leaves uanswered. With Yankee common-sense and within the most everyday narrative, Frost asks where are we, and does science answer that question.
But the Romantics do not hold the floor, nor does the antipathy to science hold complete sway. Many poets find the scientific spirit quite amenable to their vision of reality and produce powerful verse celebrating the universe in a hard scientific light.
Another American poet, Robinson Jeffers, was a trained scientist in biology and geology. His poetry incorporates that training in its microscopic view as well as its encompassing vision of life and its place in the universe as a whole. The following lines from De Rerum Virtute give a taste of Jeffers’ cosmic vision:
I believe the first living cell
Had echoes of the future in it, and felt
Direction and the great animals, the deep green forest
And whale’s-track sea; I believe this globed earth
Not all by chance and fortune brings forth her broods,
But feels and chooses. And the Galaxy, the firewheel
On which we are pinned, the whirlwind of stars in which our sun is one dust-grain, one electron, this giant atom of the universe
Is not blind force, but fulfils its life and intends its courses. “All things are full of God.
Winter and summer, day and night, war and peace are God.”
Here, Jeffers celebrates the cosmic forces at play in the universe, identifies each place that each holds, and embraces it in its vastness and its wholeness. Jeffers’ vision can sometimes appear harsh and indifferent to human life as it plays itself out on the cosmic stage. His bold eye sees all, cruelty and tenderness, with the same intensity and passion, but equally objective and beheld by an indifferent universe.
In this week’s prompt, write a poem that references in some way the scientific spirit of our time. To accomplish this, you might
- take a natural process and describe it in poetic terms, like Parmenides or Lucretius
- describe how science affects our everyday lives
- give us a grand view of the cosmos which science opens up to human view through science
- engage in poetic conflict with the scientific world-view
Cool? Then let’s get it on. Here’s how it works:
- Post a poem based on tonight’s theme to your blog.
- Link in the poem you’d like to share by clicking on the Mr.Linky button just below.
- This opens a new screen where you’ll enter your information, and where you also choose links to read. Once you have pasted your poem’s blog url and entered your name, simply click Submit.
- Don’t forget to let your readers know where you’re linking up and encourage them to participate by including a link to dVerse in your blog post.
- Visit as many other poems as you like, commenting as you see fit. Chances are if you comment on others they will comment on you. Funny how that works.
- Remember, we’re here for each other. Engage your fellow poets, talk, chat, comment, let them know their work is being read, and enjoy the input you also will receive. Feel free to tweet and share on the social media of your choice.
Finally, enjoy–this is poetry alive.
a very cool prompt charles… also great examples…enjoyed listening to the two poets reading their work… nice…and looking forward to what everyone comes up with..
This was very fun for me. I’m really looking forward to the response also. I was surprised to find the Jeffers video, which is great!
seriously a fascinating article chaz…love it when you do a prompt because it really makes me think about poetry and what i am doind…and it is also really neat to see science interplay with poetry as well….fun stuff man…
Thank you Brian, I’m really glad you found it informative and stimulating. I like it when I receive direct feedback on something like this, so I really appreciate your comments.
Excellent article chaz- totally engrossing, challenging , raising some great questions – now I’m all over this like a car bonnet!
I never thought a car might wear a bonnet… 🙂 I know you “really” mean the hood of the car! Seriously, I really look forward to your take on the prompt. Seeing things like this from different angles is really fascinating, in my mind. I live for diversity of thought and different ways of looking at the same thing or idea.
just posted- I think I met the brief- certainly my take on science- or at least how science can’t fix SOME things
My love for Blake is vast. Always glad to see him represented. His views were fairly strange for his time, but fascinating. I’ve offered up an older poem but hope to give this some deep thought and come back to it soon.
When I was going through adolesecence, Blake was a constant companion of mine. He took me down that road of folly as far as it goes! I really look forward to your contribution, perhaps in the Blakean traditipn?!
“We feel that even if all possible scientific questions be answered, the problems of life have still not been touched at all.” This is a great quote.
I’m really glad you mentioned this Shawna, since I wanted to expand on it in the prompt but realized it would be too much a digression. Coming from a philosopher, the statement might not be surprising, since it has its own axe to grind with science. However, Wittgenstein was not an ivory tower philosopher by any stretch of the imagination. He was an engineer by training, before he took up the pursuit of a mathematical proof for logic with Bertrand Russell. in that regard, Wittgenstein’s math skills were of the highest order. As an engineer, he had several patents for jet engines, well before jets became a reality. He also invented a blood transfusion mechanism which helped saved thousands of lives in WWII in English hospitals where he worked as a nurse. To say that he understood physics and the scientific method in the most profound way might be understatement. Yet, he also had a deep mistrust of what world-view the scientific/technological enterprise purveys. Indeed, his later philosophy is a direct attack on using that method in philosophy, as his one-time friend Russel later did. So, yes, the Wittgenstein quote is profound in severeal respects, not least because it came from a guy who “unserstood” science from the inside.
Is there such a thing as too much of a digression? That is where the most interesting bits of life prefer to exist.
Thank you for sharing this additional information as it completely reshapes the quote, enhancing the perspective and light in which it should be cast.
Those who “understand” from the inside may be the most confused.
A magnificent prompt and I’ll have to refrain from linking most of my blog :). Now I understand why in the comments of Ultimate Substance you asked if I had read your yet unseen article! You gift us with such marvelous samples, whet our appetite with the Greeks, and generally blow our minds with the debate. I will be coming back to this prompt again and again as my background is in science and my spirit in poetry. It so happens last night I wrote a philosophy/science/experimental poem on consciousness, a subject I don’t feel science should get the final say with (some scientists scoff and consider it unworthy of study, some have come to the conclusion it’s a grand delusion, and others see the potential for further understanding). Your prompt has made my day, thank you!
smiles.. anna you were the first person i was thinking of when i read the prompt…i knew you would just love it..
Thanks Claudia, I’m so excited I’m shaking a little and it’s hard to type! I had to take a deep breath or two :).
need to pop over and tell zongrik too…she will be all over this….
but def anna this prompt was made for you…smiles.
Thank you for your really exciting poem. It’s often hard for me to see the proposals put forward about consciousness and so your poem makes real the theory of qualia, a subject I am familiar with but not nearly so informed as I should be, perhaps.
I love this post. You taught me much, I read some poetry I had not, and now I’m a little intimidated about writing something to match this caliber. Don’t know if I will but I am grateful because you have increased my appreciation of poetry. Thanks Chaz. Great work.
would be cool if you’d jump on the scientific poetry train myrna…so hope you gonna write something for us…smiles
Thank you Myrna, I thought you did a bang up job. Thank you for participating, and thank you a million for your compliment.
alright..my break is over…so catching james and then will be back in a bit…
This is just an amazing article, Charles. I especially enjoyed the Blake, but all of it is penetrating, intelligent and poetically toothsome. I actually have written a poem that fits this inetersection of conundrums, but because I’m challenging *myself* to write a poem every day this month, I am going to take some time and see where else it leads and if my muse will further disgorge some words. I’ll be back–thanks so much for the time and effort put in here, Chaz–it’s much appreciated.
Thank you. It was great fun writing, too. I love Blake as well and grew up reciting him and plumbing the mysteries of his work. I got into Kabbalah and Neoplatonism thanks to him! Although I have been to some odd places spiritually, they probably would’ve been a lot worse if it hadn’t been for my moral and aesthetic training through him. I really look forward to your poem. I don’t know that I have the stuff to write a poem a day. You’re a better person than me. 🙂
Far from it–I was challenged last year and didn’t think I could, but ended up actually enjoying it–found it really helps loosen the cogs, and makes you look at everything you do to see if you can suck a poem out of it. ;_) Some of them are surprising and would never have been born, like the one I wrote today because of this prompt (and a drive by the local cemetary.) So thanks to you, Chaz, and to those great philosophers, the Rolling Stones, who also contributed.
Can’t get much better than exile on main street, methinks! 🙂 Of course, Sympathy for the Devil may be the best single song they ever did.
Also, it takes a long time sometimes for poems to percolate to the surface in my head. It has to get through several layers of social armor before it starts hitting emotions that might or might not be real. I’ve been thinking lately that I have a warped sense of ego and that that often makes me dyslexic when it comes to emotions or social endeavors. I’ve been known to do things too bass ackwards. In another life, perhaps, I was a Sacred Clown… I could only wish, i guess! :-0
Wow! A very informative prompt, Charles, which shows a great deal of work and thought.
I am beyond the bend with work here–in part due to tax season– but hoping to come up with something! Thanks. k.
Hi–further–in a breather–Charles–you are very inspiring. I find, in general, it very hard to even think about philosphical issues. I am someone that shuts my eyes as I move forward, but I really appreciate your depth and thought.
k.
I hope you can find something,K-curious to see how you’ll approach this. And should you read mine, apologies in advance for the almost non-existant punctuation. ;_)
I am curious too!
About everyone’s.
And I am sorry to be so goofy about punctuation. It is my training. k.
I actually even have to go out to dinner! But will keep churning, I hope.
No churning while dining, girl–that doesn’t sound like it would work out well. 😛 I just finished (dining not churning) and am barely started reading myself.
Punctuation is not always what it is all marked up to be.
Is that called eyes wide shut, or something like that? I have that too, I think. 🙂
heck yeah hedge…kicking the punKtuation in the …
Ha! Must be all those trips to Waystation One where I learned those skillz…
don’t blame me…smiles.
Well, I wrote my poem on the most rudimentary and much (over) churned level. On the other hand, it has TONS of punctuation! K.
I’ve just read your post Charles…it just about blew me away.
Mine is not deeply scientific at all but, it does deal with scientific issues which will be called upon to discover guilt or not. Hope it meets the prompt.
it just took my breath away…an awesome write
I am very glad you liked it. Your poem was really really powerful. Reason has its place, no doubt.
Thank you for this thought-provoking article and prompt. I was drawn to look at the “science” of modern man, and to wonder if there is a cure.
nice…cant wait to read it patti…
Thank you Patti. I liked your poem and understanding of this question. The cure may be more dramatic or catastrophic than we may hope to accept.
Charles…love this! And I love Blake…a relationship that begin with the love of rhyme but as I grew, so too did the appreciation of his work…for reasons stated within this wonderful article. I’m late to the party, but looking forward to diving in….back in a few!
enjoyed yours much tash.. last one i read before giving in to gravity that pulls down my eyelids….smiles…off to bed..so good night poets…see you tomorrow
peace and sweet dreams claudia
I’m not to hip on the science thing, but I gave it a whirl!
smiles…i am sure you did well…
I’m loving the prompt. Will see if I have anything from my recent book, Mimesis, I can share! Implementing philosophy into my poetry is a treasure. Might not have something tonight, but will certainly take the constraints within your post and take-off with some creativity.
BTW, You all are fantastic–great prompts, wonderful feedback. I enjoy reading dVerse so much and hope to contribute more to this community.
Matthew…Mimesis is a fantastic collection! YOU are a fantastic poet and I recommend the read to everyone!
thanks for the love matthew and def enjoying your work myself…
Brian, thank you! I hope to post more, soon. Much work and little play grants me a modicum of time to write. Working on Book #2. Also placing Mimesis in independent stores across NC. Hope to extend the hand to other states as well.
Poetry, I feel, is immensely important to carry on as a tradition, a celebration of the human condition. An often terse string of words can invoke a profoundly deep connection with the spirit, more powerful than holding hands with a character through a three-hundred page fictional adventure. We’re here to share in that tradition and to support one another in the efforts of presenting our perspective of this immensely intricate and beautiful world towards the understanding of thy self and our place in this vast universe.
Thanks Brian!
Natasha, I am in awe of the community you are pouring so much effort in creating. Kudos and fantastic time well spent, well cultivated. Thank you for your support. Means multitudes of encouragement to continue going. Have you finished your ebook? I’m excited to read it.
Thank you Matthew, I look forward to reading your poem, whichever one you put up.
Hope this fits the prompt. I think so. It’s my post for Day 12 April – Poetry Month. Thanks everyone!
OK, so I’m lazy – My link is to a piece I wrote two years ago, but it fit. Thanks!
science and poetry…not too far apart eh? good to see you mosk
What a thoughtful, provocative prompt! Thanks, Charles for framing the session so well. Two little poems on my blog that I hope (roughly) fit. sjb
thanks for the chuckles with yours…
Omg! I just posted something that I wrote last before I even read this post. Is it fate, science or something greater (smiles)
Last week is what I meant.
Great challenge …. that’s tomorrow take care of!!
out-of-the-box… fun challenge… thanks
Excellent article, Charles! I especially liked the poems you quoted, which were a wonderful blend of science and poetry.
Like Anna, my background is in science, so this is a topic near to my heart. Not a lot of people here know I have a Ph.D. in physics. I’ve done M.Sc. level courses in general relativity – yes, Einstein’s general relativity – and have about the same number of journal and conference papers as I have poems!
Also, until recently, I sat on the Board of Directors of a publicly-traded company that created a monolithic III-V semiconductor chip manufacturing process called Planar OptoElectronic Technology, also known as POET.
But that’s another story… 🙂
I’ll try to put together something new, but like Anna there are a few poems in my collection that are based on hard science. If I can’t make the deadline with something new, I’ll link to something that’s in the spirit of the article. Okay?
Oh heck, seems like a few people linking to already-blogged poems… I will too! 😀
That’s amazing background, Sam–you seem like such an inspired and free sort of writer–and as Charles’ whole article says, often the two kinds of mindsets are at best ambivalent towards each other. But I do sort of see that ability to collect data, select the proper and most appropriate bits, and turn it into something that all adds up. (That’s a non-mathemetician’s view. ;_) ) And I’m sure any of your older poems will be well worth reading.
I’m an A-type at work (see my LinkedIn!)… and poetry keeps me sane. It’s a long story. 🙂
Impressive background Sam. Thank you for your kind comments. I am really interested, as you might’ve guessed, in how a practitioner of the art of science comes at the art of poetry. It seems not too far-fecthed to surmise that you’ve made your peace with both, so I hope to find where that fulcrum lies, so to speak, where each holds sway without impinging on the ability of the other to unveil basic human truths. But that may load the question beforehand, since it tilts the argument in favor solely of human being. I don’t know that there is any other way to go about it, but perhaps it’d a good thing to start with the remark by Wittgenstein that after science has had its says, there are still questions unanswered, which science will never, Wittgenstein implies, answer.
Charles – ‘fulcrum’ is a good word here. And it’s an interesting question you pose.
I think you have to love both science and art when very young, that’s the start. Then you must have the opportunity to nurture both – not just one – as you grow older, so one doesn’t overtake the other.
For a long time they may remain separate loves, but at some point in time, perhaps when one is mature enough, or has reached Neruda’s ‘plenos poderes’ in both – you begin to balance one against the other, to find that fulcrum where one enhances the other.
It’s a conundrum, I know, but I and a few others (even a few on this forum!) are exceptions that test the rule.
You sound like an impressive guy who brings a lot to the poetry round table.
Well, I’ll bring the smoked salmon and rrice crackers to the table.
I prefer my salmon in sushi form and my rice sticky.
Fabulous article and love the prompt. I will mull it over and when I wake, see if I can write to it. I usually write very early in the mornings and find it nearly impossible to complete a thought after work. Maybe my brain cells are being zapped by the flourescent bulbs and handheld scanners! I will read some of the poetry here and see if it helps direct the brain cells that were left behind.
Excellent stuff Charles, up my street, curdling into my unscientific brain.
oh, I think you will do just fine Irene. I remember the great piece you did about the robot! That was kind of sciencey, no?
What robot poem? *blank* I appreciate your thoughtful comments Charles, as always.
Exciting prompt, I’m thrilled! Time to start! Thanks Chaz. Well, well done.
TY Amy, I really look forward to your work!
Just posted draft 2 of something I did a few days ago that seems to ft this http://poetrytech.com/2012/04/12/what-i-learned-by-not-thinking-about-it-draft-2-dverse-prompt/
Hi everybody. I just popped in to let you know I’m not posting tonight b/c I’m furiously rushing around trying to get things ready for my 8:00 departure tomorrow morning (going out of town with my daughter). I do love the post, Charles… and here’s a silly ditty I came up with. Have a great weekend!
Alka-Seltzer
Bubbles are bubbling
as plops do their fizz
in liquid that’s roiling-
a possessed Water Whiz.
of course water & whiz make me think of biology…sorry…it is obviously time for me to go to bed…lol
thanks for the final chuckle of the evening laurie and have a great trip…
see the rest of you in the AM…where I will check in before heading to Richmond to perform tomorrow night at Art 6…so if you are in town come see us…other dversepoets in the mix will be vernon widly and joanna (10th muse) and who knows else…
g’night all.
nice..sleep well and have fun at the performance tomorrow…
just crawling out of bed and will do some reading before heading to work…
Thanks, Brian, and good luck at the show!
Thank you Laurie, and I hope things turn out for the best!
So enjoying the reading but had to pop out to finish NaPoWriMo day 12 and work. I will definitely be completing the rounds tomorrow. Thanks again.
My offering is now posted following an excellent piece Chaz. Thanks for stretching our grey cells!
Great prompt, Chazz, you rock … Jeffers is one of my heroes, such a biologist and botanist and mineralogist and astrologer of the soul that is beyond the human, poetry freed of human interference. Blake is a scientist of the imagination, few sure. I’m posting a poem from not long ago that parallels what scientists are learning about the darkest cosmos and how that model works so well in peering into the darkest corners of the heart. – Brendan
This was truly wicked!!!
Sleepless night and still a poor result.
And that in reply to such a well constructed post from Charles.
I hang my head.
But still, you will have the satisfaction that once more you’ve set us thinking.
enjoyed your fractal thoughts,,,def think that is a point of cross over…and playing chess, that is a thing of beauty as well, smiles…for some reason i could not comment at your place…
aprille – somehow wasn’t able to comment on yours…tried different things but the comment form doesn’t seem to work…
Thanks for letting me know.
I think it is sorted now.
Up far too early to try and get my head around this task 🙂
Came across such wonderful things on the way there.
alright poets, hitting the road…i am current through Mama Z and will catch any others when i get home tonight…and see you tomorrow for Poetics!
I got thru them all, I think, though I did not post the written commentbon Buddha’s poem, cause when I went to actually click button to send the comments I got a message saying it would track my IP address. not into that really. call it cussedness on my part, but there you have it. Anyone know his Twitter handle so I can send comments that way?
pretty sure it is ihatepoetry
Thanks for the prompt, Charles. I posted a short-short story of mine on the invention of circumcision. And I challenge anyone to write a poem about that!
Yes, I commented on the story. What a funny take on “that” subject! 🙂
Wow! I’m super late..sorry, that was fun though. Thank you. 🙂
Still swamped! I haven’t finished the rounds but I will and look forward to more great work.
Well chaz, it took me til this evening, several days later, to finally, leisurely, read through your fine essay.
Too bad I couldn’t get to it to also write a poem, but my seasonal (generational, decade-national) spring of creativity, that surely the universe (by virtue of both my volition and my genes, and any soul qualities I may have been fortunate enough to bring with me), yes, the universe propels me to “keep at” – has my attention elsewhere.
But I’ve gotten a break, a little respite, and wanted very much to read, carefully, enjoyable, read your fine work, and leave this bit of comment as thanks.
My contribution then, will be here, and hopefully you’ll see it, and know I got what clarification I may have about this, because of reading your intro-prompt.
My tidbit is on the question of the universe’s possible indifference.
Obviously, if we “knew” for sure of an ultimate indifference, we’d literally “know” that. And we don’t.
Our paradigms shift and change like light on a fluttering summer leaf, trying to decide if the balance of it’s green life is more spring or fall. Closer to rest or re-birth.
My contention, one I’ve never shook, is, if the universe was truly indifferent, there wouldn’t be such a persistent push to conceive life forms that can survive and develop consciousness.
My conclusion, based on this contention, is, the universe, regardless of its ultimate state of being, is struggling relentlessly toward imbuing matter with life, thought, heart, reflection, and whatever it is we are destined and headed for.
The universe is determined to “wake up” – open its eyes, and, I think, find us peering through those eyes.
Us and everything we’ve loved and brought up along with us. 😉
Thanks for such a great write-up Chaz 😉
Adan