The entire universe and our place in it is beyond mysterious…
… so utterly inexplicable that we are at a complete loss… no matter how impeccable our logic, sincere our intentions, or wild our imagination… to explain the existence of a single proton, much less the purpose of a billion galaxies.
And beware of any person, creed, or enterprise that claims otherwise.
Isn’t it time that we all admit our profound ignorance on such matters?
Isn’t it time to recognize the freedom and responsibility contained in three simple words: “I don’t know”.
Socrates taught us so long ago that such humility is the foundation of any ethical worldview… and that, before we jump to conclusions or latch on to convenient answers, we should first be sure that we are asking the right questions.
That said, what is any reasonable and decent person to do with his fleeting existence in this impossible, unfathomable, inescapable expanse of time and space that doesn’t seem to care if or how he lives or dies?
In other words, to what ends shall he invest what little he does know, while admitting his profound ignorance on just about everything else?