“ Life is a game. The rules of the game are the rules of mathematics and logic.
The token pieces can be explained by biology, and the game board is made up of physics and chemistry.
Which laws shape the goal? The imagination and creativity. » – Ventusator
In other words: Life makes no sense, the universe and we came into being by chance, and this sympathetic Mr. Chance has kindly left us a few rules to deal with. Or maybe not.
What would cause some headaches and existential for some normal beings, makes others now fear of raising the question of whether what this author says through his writings is also true.
Well, why are we not asking me, but the universe. Objection ?
We humans: “Hey, universe! »
Universe: «Hm? »
W: «Yeah, uh, we wanted to ask you a few things. We don’t really understand ourselves, have tried to examine you and explain things to us, but as soon as we find something that makes sense, another question arises, such as this dark matter – what is it? »
U: «Chill! Man, calm down, and tell me what you want first. »
W: “Well… well, we don’t really know that ourselves. At least most of us don’t. Some don’t even ask because they don’t understand the meaning of asking. »
U: «I see I see. Bad luck bad luck. Unfortunately, nothing can be done about that. Then I’ll be gone, have to procrastinate and do something like that, maybe create a new galaxy or something. Who knows… “
W: «Wait! And you just leave us here like that? What about our questions? What’s the meaning of life ?
U: «Take it slowly here, who said something about meaning? I don’t act because there is a specific reason or something, I’m just bored! You humans also do that when you are bored: You create something, sometimes in the hope that it will bring something. And then it turns out: No, it’s pointless. For me, your creation was reversed. While I was throwing your universe together, everything went according to plan …
So first came the laws of logic, then mathematics. At first I thought like this: „Hm, if I let a zero exist, there won’t be anything, right? Wrong, then there would be nothing but ONE number? Well what is ONE? Another number? Wow, that’s something. How many numbers do I then have in total? TWO ? Interesting … What if I were to do this indefinitely, time doesn’t exist anyway … Wait a minute … »
U: Yeah, and then your universe came into being. From mathematics I deduced some laws of physics so that you have something, what you can stand on, what you can play with. Somehow that gave rise to chemistry – don’t ask me why, that was a while ago – and then biology. Seasoned with my latest invention – Time – it was one of the best recipes I have ever put together. And then the first living things came. I left that to chance, my best buddy. I’m not quite sure where he could be right now…. Probably in your world, he likes to haunt around and make you believe that there is such a thing as miracles or supernatural … (laughs) Quite my sense of humor.
W: «Ha-ha, very funny. Do you actually know how many coincidences have cost people their lives? The Bermuda Triangle? The curse of the pyramids? Some died from cars accidentally driving past on a road that was usually never run by cars. And that’s what you – no – YOU BOTH call humor ?! »
U: «At least we think it’s funny that you still believe and hope that there would be such a mutual coincidence, everything that happens makes sense blablabla …
However, if you think that coincidence is only responsible for the bad, I would like to remind you that the sperm that made it to the egg cell was just as coincidentally faster than the rest of the colleagues. That there were also – coincidentally – properly acting people present who prevented a suicidal person from jumping clumsily on the rails at the wrong moment. Or what about your belief, religion? By chance, this person appeared to be a messenger, or a saint or something. Weather phenomena, such as the parting lake, caused by pure physics, led the great mass of people to form and maintain a belief that will surely give meaning to many future generations and prevent themselves and others from suicide. “
W: „… So you mean to say that there is no God?“
U: „Oh God, the crucial question … Listen, my answer to your question is: No! I don’t mean that I see myself as a God and that you should believe in me and so on. I am only here so that the laws that I created for you apply in every situation, even those that you do not yet understand, and assign them to chance … But the God most of you imagine is also not entirely correct. Ask yourself the question: What is life? “
W: „You’re not helping us that much, we’ve asked that question a thousand times!“
U: „Then I’ll explain it to you: You can sum up life in all of your senses. As you know, yours and most species have the 5 senses: sight, smell, touch, taste and hearing. But also the brain, which converts all these stimuli into information that you can perceive, quasi translates. As with the computer … whose potential you still don’t use all of it? Human! What did I take you for ?! Not even your economy is going as it could be better! What are you doing with your schools please ?! Now that I keep looking, it would be time for … 2020!
W: „Is that a code or something? For the end of the world? „
U: “So to speak. But not so bad that you would all die. I have planned something else for this … „
W: „Different topic please!“
U: „My pleasure! Where was I….? Ah yes, God and such.
If you imagine all of your senses, and thus all of your information, as energy, what would be the sum of these energies? Correct!
All experiences, be they of people or all other living beings that I have designed, are, to put it in solid terms: life. You don’t know anything else!
All you can logically judge is what you experience. So your senses, your experiences, and memories are all you have. This is your god. And – to put it bluntly: the sum of all gods is the god in whom you believe. Whether he / she has a gender for you, or is called Allah, Buddha, or whatever, what you believe in is what gives you a goal.
In conclusion, it doesn’t matter what you believe in or what your goal is, because life doesn’t make sense anyway! So, have a nice evening. Here I’ll give you a few stars, then it’s evening. “
W: “B-But that was just so nice! About the experiences, and memories … How can you destroy all that just like … that? Don’t you have any feelings for us? “
W: „… what? Hello?“
U: „Feelings were not foreseen for your kind.“
W: “Excuse me? What do you mean by that?“
U: „Actually, I wanted to bypass the topic, but because you obviously want to know about it, here you go:
Earlier I explained to you that everything was going according to plan in your world. The plan was to create a random world and then, well, just wait and see. The first small animals emerged, a few million years later there were animals on the land, a few million years later, and there were a multitude of animals that you named dinosaurs.
Then my friend Chance came back into play, without further ado wiped out the entire living dinosaur population because he’s got sick of the constant howling of the Triceratops, and then many, many years went by again, and then a few living things, this time eating bananas, came up sitting by the tree, and constantly stroking and playing other animals.
Chance and I loved to watch how our formulas created a world, and things happened to our whim and beyond, because the still very small young mother nature was very clumsy at the time and made mistakes over and over again.
Chance helped some ways of life not to die from natural disasters, because sometimes little nature was so confused that it howled and walked, much like you human babies. Well then, what I’m trying to say is:
If you had no sense of survival, you would no longer have a sense of real desire. And consequently no longer any meaningful will. „
W: „And what do we want then?“
That’s the question we’re asking everyday. Are you capable of answering it?
For me, personally, I have to admit that I often experience a little existential crisis, when it comes down to my own desires and wishes… Can anyone relate? :‘)
Btw, just think of Mr. Chance as Mr. Coincidence, i mean the same thing, but „Mr.Chance“ just sounds more appealing imo.
Btw = By the way; imo = in my opinion, for those who didn’t want to search it up themselves ;).
Well then, I hope you guys had fun reading this little existential dialogue. Can you think of more questions we could ask the universe? Let me know in the comments, I’d be curious, and maybe… just maybe, I’m going to write a second scenario, with some of your questions included.
Welp, that’s about it for today!
I wish you a very wonderful day, stay curious and…
Thank You for Reading!