Astronaut, Perhaps in the Ocean.

Lately with a Second, more openly private organization's taking part in a space race, my mind too has become a passive spectator and somewhat of a membrane residing astronaut myself. People associate space with adventure. I don't. I find that the unknown is always more comfortable than what you already know. I see an escape. Not from my responsibilities. But from the public eye. From tradition. From Expectations. A true void of Nothingness is basically a promise of endless possibilities. Only condition being how haywire can you let your mind go?

I guess not knowing makes me more comfortable because I know it will, at the least teach me something. So, is it learning that I am craving? Or is it a form of my ambivert self who doesn't want to deal with people. Just a bloke who wants to know himself better, who find the company of a select few good, and his own better. I am sure it’s more than the aesthetic of the place. I feel somewhere it’s the grandeur of space that keeps reminding me to not take things too seriously. Which gives me a constant scale of reference. An insignia of the inconsequential nature of our problems. Which by the way, people think is same as inconsequence of existence itself. But I feel it is because people have bought in the lie that “Society has spun for Balance, that they no longer differentiate between their problems and their existence.” This is where Narcissism breeds. But that's a whole another thing. It is actually quite sad though. Mainly because they are losing out on such brilliance. Perfection of geometric figures, suspended in Nothingness, not bound by the physical laws as we know them.

Okay. So do people realize that they're missing out on being in to a grand scheme while they focus on puny worries. Something so big, so vast kike space can't be random. Its creation might be. But its existence is definitely not. And then we humans try to find the miniscule details of things that we have given meaning to. We have successfully ignored the attention and affection that is due to a plethora of things that exist around us. Probably because we are overwhelmed.

And now we have created things which overwhelm us because they're not truly global. For example, The Concept of Pi might be zeroed in on by great mathematicians and person of science. And generally accepted by all. But how many truly understand the genius behind the creation. How many get what it means? What it signifies. And I don't mean the arithmetic numerical value, but the idea that inspired a creation so complex. This is because it’s from the mind of a human. Not nature. It might exist in nature but it’s not a natural concept. We humans have a habit of loving complex things. I guess because it eliminates the work that goes in imagination and understanding while we imagine. That's why all-natural concepts are abstract. They're all the education we need. Not something opinionated and tainted with someone’s personal mindset, which is then force fed as the absolution of knowledge. No. I crave the raw, unfiltered, silent and calming bare truth that nature has scattered out there for the observant to grasp and cherish.

Nishant Gupta

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