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Uncertainties of Life
"Nothing in life is certain except taxes and death" - so they say; and if we would try to calculate the "third root of wisdom" out of it, next would be the question: "So what?"
The realism of any axiomatic truism in life is merely a crude material offered to us for our personal processing. Per se, it's just as nonsensical as much quoted Descartes's realization of "Cogito, ergo sum" (I think, therefore I am).
Scholars of the later times have marveled over that "brilliant" conclusion while giving no thought to the simple fact that existence is axiomatic, i.e. unnecessary to either define or to prove.
Namely, something or someone simply "IS", and it only becomes significant due to man's invention of negation. There is nothing in manifest or non-manifest nature that "isn't", or "would-be-if...", or "maybe is".
It's for this somewhat "glitchy" brain's ability to compute negation into equations of existence that we are also pondering upon this "uncertainty principle".
We think of death as that ultimate negation which excludes everything that life means to us. So to us "nothing" means "something"---ergo uncertainty means "certainty about non-existence". Now, you may laugh all you want, but we humans spend an unforgivable portion of our available time fussing over the negations of what is "missing", and what "might befall us".
A Glitchy Logic
It wouldn't even be of much consequence if it didn't attach itself to our very survival instinct. Let's face it folks, barring some real threats, we simply keep surviving regardless of all our worries, all our "what-if's", "lacks", "maybe's", and other pearls of uncertainty.
Living means a constant making equations about outcomes, and a ridiculously huge number of those outcomes result from nothing more than a routine living. In other words, we would not perish if we dropped all of our concerns over uncertainties of life.
This uncertainty scare particularly becomes silly when it comes to dying. It reminds me of people who are dreading a death by lightning. My wife happens to be one, and it doesn't seem to help much when I say: "Look, if it hits you, you won't even know it; and if it hits something outside, then who cares."
Indeed, when we die it's not like we say: "Oh shit, look I am dead, now what?!" But it's our brain with all its parts---mental and emotional---which offers us some scary imaginary crap, and then it's up to the conscious-us to recognize it for what it is, just a glitchy logic.
Like I mentioned this example in another of my articles, I am perfectly capable of forming an image of a half-man-half-horse creature, but that doesn't mean that such something exists. And yet, we are so bound to believe everything that our brain computes as real. And if I was a schizophrenic I would be a master of such hallucinating imagery which I would readily interpret as reality.
So, why do we need certainty anyway?
Life Offers No Constants
Everything changes in life, and something like "constants" are only children's mind constructs, since they don't challenge their beliefs, which to them are to stay evergreen.
This is where neurosis comes from, in my opinion; namely, their beliefs are of a hypnotic intensity. "Nobody loves me, because I am not worthy of loving" has the power of brainwashing and hangs around into adulthood, very hard to shake off---as every shrink may attest to it.
Those folks of a less evolved consciousness---and I am talking about an enormous part of the world populace---are prone to forming "constants". You may recognize them for their frequent using "always" and "never" in their speech.
They are from that garden variety of religionists and political hot-heads who readily attach attributes of absolute in their worldview. They live in a world of some artificial certainties which they need so badly to compensate for inner fear of uncertainties.
It may sound ridiculously paradoxical to you that such folks are thriving on collections of negativities, as if to "arm themselves" into readiness for what might befall them.
Their fears feel easier to handle when they convert them into anger, so they are the ones constantly badmouthing politicians, social injustices, cost of living, police ineffectiveness, and doctors' incompetence---to name only these few of their regular targets.
Being "Full of It "Explained
Now, when I asked "So what?" back there at the beginning, I didn't have in mind anything like a spiteful positionality towards "nothing in life is certain except taxes and death".
Instead, I meant a healthy response of consciousness which should always be alert enough to supersede any forms of automatic thinking generated by some glitchy brains algorithms processing our reality.
We just can't allow all that mambo-jumbo in the complexity of brain's functioning to impose its contribution to our rational thinking. Let me give you an example of what I mean.
It could be enough for a person to be constipated for a day or two for their brain-cells to start misfiring and causing a pessimistic model of reasoning. And that, my friends, is the probable reason for some folks being called "full of shit"---which perfectly equates to the science of brain interacting with colon. You may not know it, but our intestines produce more "feel-good" serotonin neurotransmitter than our brain. How is that for a stupid appendix?
Now, all joking aside, any little anomaly in our body gets registered in our brain and may jump into our philosophical speculations about our life. I could name at least half dozen of highly respected thinkers who perfectly deserve being called full of crap---and it's only due to my sheer respect for them that I am using "crap" instead of "shit".
Some where chronic pessimists, other women-haters, still others human-haters, mother-haters... no need to go on, the world's anthology of philosophers is only exceeded by religionists in their misguiding this gullible race of humans.
An Honest Life Examination in Order
Now that we understand how it's possible for something like uncertainty principle to find its way from our colon up to the front lobe cortex, there shouldn't be much wondering why we just love dwelling on negations, on anything that "isn't".
This would be a good reason for us to make it a mental habit to keep asking ourselves "So what?" One of the chief mentors in my own organizing of mental discipline, Werner Erhard, had this question put on his car's license plate. Imagine how many dummies driving behind him tried to decipher the meaning of it.
Our including uncertainties in our rational thinking is mainly due to our invention of the concept of time. It prevents us to fully fathom the fact how 100% of our living is happening in an unbroken succession of NOW's.
All our past is merely a memory record activated in "now", and every anticipation is a mind's construct happening "now". So much unnecessary suffering could be avoided just if we allowed our consciousness to be tied to the current of present with all its easily manageable tasks at hand.
Living in the now would completely erase our need to dwell in uncertainty, while we would be alert to perceiving only what IS. Our nervous system would stop responding to negations which are countless, and would be reduced to the input of the present reality.
That alone would remove most of the stress, and we would become keenly aware how stress is something self-inflicted, not something that we are "exposed to"---as the popular excuse goes.
So, for my final word, why not make a kind of little inventory in our worldview, and try to sort out what is certain there, and what is our futile messing with the imaginary generated by---well, maybe our colon.