Imagine for a moment in our human individuality, West at least, we realize that something that a priori might be not so casual. Not because a different set of random physical time at different times are transcendent, but because these incidents may be connected with others, and these in turn with others, and so on indefinitely, until everything somehow, go to contact us and affects us directly through the links in the space.
Form "all of a Great All, a Universal Truth that everything is composed, a worthy Presocratic arche Anaximander digressions, to quote one of them?
This is largely true: all of our atoms born in the "solar crucible, and the planet and all it contains. Our material is converted into energy, and this may again become subject. To die, we decompose and return to Earth and Earth to become something different, but still the same thing.
Is it not true that we are as we are, and not otherwise, is entirely the result of chance? Not only in terms of personality and / or character, but the mere fact of our existence is contingent. A straw of our father before fucking in the tissue could leave the sperm that, ultimately, would be us.
So all part of everything, but in a delicate balance result of pure chance and subject to the capricious course of things. And since there is no master plan or divine destinies, all that we do not control, which in essence is all around us, can turn against us by a mere change of circumstances. Everything is indeed contingent. There is nothing necessary.
Indeed, the most trivial action of a stranger can change your life in a few seconds, and its supremacy of the All-brainer for you, the factor of the radical, creative or destructive element. Scares have so little control over their own existence.
But, what's the point, basically, to understand the magnitude reality itself, the view that somehow we are all very deep all at once, and likewise at the same time nothing? What good is knowing that everything is interconnected but we're all alone in the universe? What gives us? If we follow Aristotle, who at least knows happier, ie ignoring the ignorant. But happiness is the absence of concerns, daily living without looking beyond the true background of things, or is instead to find the answers to those questions inherently human: what we are, where we are, where we come from?
Everything really is connected to each other, in the "big blanket. " But in truth also all alone in your own individuality, while the connection, and understanding of it, from our human point of view is as futile and temporary vacuous as our own perception of reality, as our time existence as we understand it in life.
Baroja Taking the words in the mouths of Howard in "The tree of knowledge" (not literally), it matters little that the world is a connection to all that the universe is a great all interconnected one way or another because we are quotas, and our universe and our time, that is, our perceptions of the objective (which is all have de facto) will disappear with ourselves.
Focus on the "pure existence", living, and gives that little extra rest. "Nihilism? Well, maybe. But nobody said the road was easy.
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