The latest findings in Quantam Physics now suggests that, what we thought was the most finite particle we could possibly identify, the ATOM - is indeed made up of sub atomic particles which, when broken down to its' most basic form reveals, ... essentially.. well... empty space. In other words...
So it occurred to me* that whilst we are observing matter, breaking it down to its simplest forms and studying it until we discover that it is essentially nothing. We then postulate, theorise and interject our theories as to what this means, how it relates to us, how it affects us.
If matter is essentially nought, and we are made up of matter are we nought too?
Is nothing looking carefully at NOTHING? Through a very powerful microscope?
How then do you measure human existence?
How do we quantify the "stuff that matters most" (pardon the pun)
Love, hope, heart ache, fear?
Can we split a kiss into enough particles only to determine it meant nothing?
Can we take the cry of a baby and study it until we realise it's not even there?
Can we theorise on love until we postulate that it's just a thought... nothing more?
How do we measure who we are when we keep forgetting that the measuring never
amounts to anything? What difference does it make what anything is made of?
If we cannot measure ourselves is it not logical to conclude that we are indeed,
most definitely, without question, scientifically (and romantically and philosophically and crazily) speaking...
How lovely... I am immeasurable.
I have no limits
I have no beginning
I have no end
I am ...
* and please know this... I am by no means a right brain kinda gal so this epiphany is not mine to copyright... I am positive far more eloquent orators have mused on this before me.
Indeed these thoughts were inspired whilst tootling along listening to this podcast.
Fascinating.... truly fascinating.