Absurd Beginnings

Life is pointless. At least now, I understand that much. I don’t have anything to live for and nothing to look forward to. It turns out that this is a gift because I’m no longer bound by anything. I even stopped caring about trivial things like the rules of grammar or even the rules of society, for that matter. Unsurprisingly, this made writing so much easier. However, I still instinctively react to certain environmental stimuli; like how I get embarrassed and flustered when I trip at a public square or mispronounce words. But one day, I’d like to care less and less about what the world thinks. Cause seriously, why does it matter what anybody thinks? (Besides, of course, when you’re trying to land a job or a date — you know what, it might matter just a little bit.)

But what spurred this impulsive excursion into writing is my new found hobby of amusing myself. As meaning and purpose are nowhere to be found in this dead universe, I am left to conclude that I hold the supreme freedom to choose what I get to do with my life. I even get to choose the things that I value. And as a person who just happens to have an infinite amount of curiosity, I tend to find myself in unfamiliar (but often entertaining, sometimes painful) situations just to know and experience everything.

I called this series “The Theoretical Limit” because my primary way of amusing myself is getting to know more about this wild and mysterious reality we all exist in. You’ve probably heard (or read) that every year, academic journals publish millions of research papers that continue to push the envelope of human knowledge to ever greater horizons. Yet, at the same time, we seem to live in an overwhelmingly ignorant world. I, for one, know almost nothing about the world and understand even less about it. I also know surprisingly very little about myself.

This series is actually an attempt to put into words what exactly happens when I try to understand anything about the world and life in general. I think that whenever one attempts to delve into the heart of the nature of things, that interaction with the world makes for a very special moment where we get to feel the edges of who we are. You feel this feedback that allows you to sort of touch the surface of what makes us human, and it gives the impression that we can almost perceive the shape of our souls. I do get quite a kick out of that, and if I could capture that moment with words, that‘d be dope.