Day 147 "Ready Again"

There is so much wonder in this world, so much so that it cannot all be explained, even if we think we know how to.

We assume the worst or the best in everything, based on only what we have been told, taught, or experienced…and anything unknown is classified as alien and potentially hostile.

So we give our nightmares names, we give our memories a place in time and space, and for every other mystery we develop questions to try and formulate and answer that we can accept.

It is what it means to be human, to be lost in all the questions created to answer one simple one.

How can anything be as simple as it looks to be?

How can we possibly accept that we know the answer to any question that does not fill us with a sense of relief for its discovery?

How can we ever accept never knowing the answer at all?

With our heads down and our fears weighing heavy on our shoulders, we soon become jaded and stuck in the mundane, and we no longer look for anything of interest in anything at all…and all we know is that from here it is not about answers at all, it is only about the one answer we made up to live with.

Tick...tock....tick...tock...seconds into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days, days into years, years into a blur, and then back into seconds when we are ready once again to try and fit everything in to a time and space we are comfortable with.

Each time we discover something without an answer we try to give it a reason for being, and we attempt to decide if it is a friend or foe.

Every single time we try to reason with the unknown we get lost in the chaos, only to find ourselves back in that place in time and space where we thought me knew something, or someone.

We try to make these alien lands look more like home.

We attempt to turn our enemies into history.

We find answers because we make them up.

We think we find answers because we think we are the ones making them up.

There must be a time and place for the acceptance of the unknown.

Somewhere within this experience it must be more than the absolute discovery of everything.

Somehow we must learn to let go of the answers we were never meant to know.

Somehow we must forgive ourselves for not knowing all the answers.

Somehow we must stop trying to explain the unknown.