RestlessSoul
Well-Known Member
If all of material existence has no fundamental substance; if all that we see and all that we are, is but waves in space, induced by fluctuations in a quantum field; then we must ask ourselves, what power brought this illusion into being, and by what power do we perceive it? By what miracle are we awake to see and to question this infinitely complex web of related phenomena?
Is all life really, as Shakespeare’s Lear asked, “A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”? Or does a great, though perhaps to us unknowable, purpose underly it all?
Is all life really, as Shakespeare’s Lear asked, “A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing”? Or does a great, though perhaps to us unknowable, purpose underly it all?