there’s something so freeing about science. understanding yourself by understanding the universe and understanding the universe by understanding yourself.
and at the same time understanding nothing about yourself and nothing about the universe because understanding is a concept that waxes and wanes as fast as you forget the formulas you just learned.
staring at your hand and the cells and atoms and protons and neutrons and electrons and quarks and photons and empty space. your hand is a part of you and you are a part of the world. reality as an extension of yourself. yourself as an extension of reality.
we can categorize the study of existence itself into a million words and a million branches and keep learning and always know there will be more to keep learning beyond the span of any human lifetime because the universe is expanding and so is our understanding.
the second law of thermodynamics states that the directions of natural processes such as the increase of entropy in an isolated system are irreversible and flow in one direction and as our understanding increases in one direction there is no finite point of total understanding so we are endlessly laboring to comprehend the incomprehensible even as we force it into comprehension.
knowledge as rebellion. learning as a violent push against the restrictions of time and the human lifespan. i will cram every little fact about the universe into my brain as i can and one day i will die and i will die knowing i loved every particle i ever came into contact with because i am the universe and the universe is me
