Stargazing

Humans are no longer in motion. Now, in theory, we are merely in sequence. . .

I exist and I move and I breathe and I interact with this world, but does this world really know any better? If we are always in constant motion and in unison with our surroundings, how then should one measure or define the significance of a single second in time? If time were to suddenly stand still and I was granted the privilege to witness the beauty of a single second, would I be one with time, or would time still be counting the stars my eyes would capture before I am able to see them or embrace them? The sky is so vast and so eternal that it seems everything around me is trying to reach it. The mountains, the trees, even ourselves. We all grow upwards and closer to a void that we cannot even define or find an end to - let alone a beginning.

Absolute space; absolution.
Things we will never understand, and yet we still acknowledge them into our lives because they are practical. Everything we say, think or execute in our world has been practiced and tested for flaws. St. Augustine once said "Seek not to understand that you may believe, but believe that you may understand." Genius, but only remembered because it was written and it was practiced. It was etched in stone into our memories and passed down through bloodlines that formulated our instincts before we could breathe the earthly air we are now. We are a species of history and of memory, but who is to say the stars and our skies hold no memory? They are also one with time and react according to sequence and perfection. What would a world be without knowledge and precision? It would be absolutely absurd in nature and force itself into abrupt chaos. Why? Because we deem it so. Reason has never been a necessity in order for our hearts to beat, hence the reasoning we have crafted a practical solution to our problems and lives: Purpose. Purpose answers all of our questions with pure, flawless motion we have labeled boldly as "life". Beauty cannot last forever - but we sure can.

Silence. Order within chaos.
There are always two sides of a coin. Why? Because we deem it so. What would come of us if we had multi-faceted coins and always more solutions than a simple "yes" or "no"? Good and evil. Light and Darkness. High and Low. Right or left. It's perfect! It's flawless! It is absolute and definite! So what if there was perhaps another side of our coin? Would we know the difference? Or perhaps if we were introduced to it at a moment in time primitive enough to become accustomed or familiar to it, would we acknowledge it and accept it into our lives? Could we stand the odds of flipping our very lives towards the skies and having it come down with more options than we find practical? Absolutely not.

Why?
Because we deem it so.