Long ago,
stars were angels,
or lanterns hung by God
Thunder was His voice.
Raindrops His tears.
And I believed.
Now I know too much.
Quarks and constants,
probabilities and spin—
we’ve charted the heavens
and found no throne.
We’ve cracked the sky open
and found no face
behind it.
I have learned
how the universe folds itself,
how light bends,
how time slips.
I know
how cells divide,
how thoughts flicker in the brain
like static.
And yet—
some part of me still kneels
before the mystery,
not out of ignorance,
but awe.
Maybe God
is not the answer,
but just the presence
in the knowing.
And maybe faith
isn't belief at all,
but just the part of me
that's too human
to let go.
I read something about the laws that created the universe, that govern matter and energy needed to exist before the universe existed. That it was a trillion to one chance of these laws to find the perfect balance could not have happened by chance. .... My take, it is irrelevant that God is real or not, when belief can change one life for the better, change the world for that person, that is all the quantifiable proof I need to believe in belief.
ReplyDeleteBut of course the argument in multiverse theory is that every possible combination of physical laws exists or has existed in some universe within the multiverse, and this is the only one where those laws came together in a way that was conducive to life - so the laws of this universe are what they are simply because it's the only universe in which we could exist to observe them :)
DeleteI'm a nerd.
But I like what you said about belief. It does change lives, including mine - so it's worth believing in.
Nice to see you here. I'm a little behind in keeping this place up to date. And reading yours. I'll go catch up now :)