More Mind-Numbing Musings


In reading my pyschology book by Carl Jung, I’m drawn to his ideas about studying psychopaths, dreams, and especially children’s dreams from ages 3 to 5, and comparing them to symbols in religious and mystical traditions. It’s like the astronomers out there, but instead of looking to the farest reaches of the universe in order to figure out who we are, we are looking into the deep, dark pools of the mind in its most primitive and uncontrolled states in order to find another piece of the puzzle of universal truth, if it exists.

I also love Jung’s comment that people look around and see chaos, so they infer there must also be order & intelligence, because in our paradigm, everything has its opposites; the existence of one extreme must prove the existence of its polar extreme. But what if the truth IS that chaos is the rule? Absolute order & intelligence cannot coexist with absolute chaos & randomness, right?

That’s where people run into issues with God being omnipresent, omnipotent, etc. It means that God is absolutely good, but also involved in everything evil that happens. People weasel around the subject saying God puts up with the evil so he can show he is good, etc. etc., but the reality is that omni means all, so deal with it…

My observations of life so far tend toward chaos as being the ruling factor in the universe, probably because it is so easy to explain away anyone who sees something as being ‘order.’ And this comes from a person that admittedly lives a “charmed life.”

If you were sitting around 6 billion years ago and wanted to calculate the statistical probability that a few million atoms floating around in space would arrange themselves 6 billions years later to form the symbols that make up the words you are reading right now, the calculation would tell you that it would NEVER happen, statistically. The fact that I’m communicating with you right now is impossible, but it’s happening. And what makes the impossible possible? Order? NO! Chaos!!

The arguement that statistically we shouldn’t be alive does not make me think that someone of higher consciousness must have rigged the game of existence/expression in our favor, for his own enjoyment/boredom-relief. To me, it just means we are freaks of nature of the freakiest kind. And freaks like us either turn out to be REALLY special, like the 8-year-old I went to college with, or as George Carlin says, we are some short-term experiment of nature, perhaps doomed to end up an evolutionary cul-de-sac, a biological dead-end.

Our hyper-consciousness, our mind’s abililty to overanalyze and make a myriad of choices (“…moved by every wind that blows,” Mary Shelly), has allowed us to fly to other rocks and keep our species alive for a couple hundred thousand years, but beyond that, where is it taking us? Mostly, we are just getting into trouble, like children pushing all the wrong buttons on a toy before finding the one that makes the right noise.

I could try to highlight our spritual pursuits, or the fact that we are trying to live more responsibly on the planet (and by responsibly I mean trying very hard not to poison and/or kill ourselves or the next few generations by draining the planet’s natural diversity and ecosystem balance). But it all seems trite compared with the readily accessible destructive power in our fidgeting, wandering hands. And all of this living a selfless, good and moral life simply elevates our chances of furthering our genetic existence through setting up long-term community support for ourselves.

If we do survive to flourish and become something truly great, then there must surely be a God. Given the timespan of our current universe, it would be retarted to think that it was all set up for us as the end-all, be all. If there was that much time before we existed (that we can measure), then there will be at least that much time AFTER our species has come and gone for more wonderful, magical, and freaky things to happen.

Let us then be content to make the best go of it that we can, knowing that any day could be our last. Letting go of our egoism, pride, and self-importance, and just enjoying the chaos and disorder while we have the means to. Try to experience yourSELF as deep as you can, and at the same time wrap your head around the incomprehensible bliss that is our collective existence, using all the tools available to you: dreams, religion, science, observations of children and animals and crazy people, collective knowledge, and YOUR experience.

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16 years ago

I love this Chrissy!!! I too have read Carl Jung over and over and love it.

16 years ago

I haven’t even been able to read one of Jung’s books all the way through yet..I can’t imagine the prowess of a mind that could and would read him over & over again!