This post is meaningless.
That previous sentence is a paradox, this post is meaningless. This is all a bunch of nonsense strung together purely by grace of being, that it is written this way. The words just sounds and symbols. Yet the way it is written gives it meaning. The words hold meaning to both the writer, and the readers. This entire post is a paradox; it exists and is real. You can read it, you can see it, understand it… all while at the same time, is nonexistent. You cannot touch it, hold it. It is not a real thing, and as such does not exist.
Paradoxes lie at the heart of everything. The universe survives out of the balances found between two conflicting parts, working together, while contrasting each other. “A paradox is a statement that apparently contradicts itself and yet might be true (or wrong at the same time)”. You look for a fundamental maxim to orient the world around, when you find one, hidden under the surface hides the paradox.
Paradoxes have power. They have the power to defy logic, to break the rules. A paradox soars through the sky with powerful wings of truth. Everywhere it flies to, it posses the ability to bring its own Truth. Perhaps this is why we enjoy watching paradoxical things, we find one and we stop to spend a moment observing it. A powerful paradox transfixes us, it takes over us. We believe we know a truth, when we see the paradox fly overhead with its own truth we start chasing it.
We seek to catch it, because the paradox looks to be something that can break, and remake a truth. We humans desire this power.
A power that would destroy us.
The philosopher Soren Kierkegaard wrote on paradoxes, in ‘Philosophical Fragments’ the wrote that:
-But one must not think ill of the paradox, for the paradox is the passion of thought, and the thinker without the paradox is like the lover without passion: a mediocre fellow….. This, then, is the ultimate paradox of thought: to want to discover something that thought itself cannot think.-
We look to be destroyed. We hope to catch the paradox, that it might break us. As only from the ashes of the broken charred remains of what we were, can we build our own new Truth.
The world is a paradoxical place. We are paradoxical beings. We have wings of truth on our back, and we can soar. So then why don’t we? It could be we are afraid of the fall, it could be we are ignorant of the wings on our back. Maybe it’s the power itself. Through our ignorance, we feel there is a part of us missing. Perhaps we crave it, desire it, and seek it all while being terrified of that power.
Marianne Williamson said:
-Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.-
We are a source of unlimited power, of limitless potential.
‘With great Power, comes great Responsibility’ -thanks Uncle Ben-
The weight of the responsibly can be crushing at times -all the more reason to cast it aside for now- one says to themselves as justification.
The paradox here being, that with all your power, you will never be crushed unless you let yourself be.
On the subject of You. Have you ever seen your wings? Do you know the paradoxes you carry everywhere you go?
You know yourself, because you know other people. They are a mirror to you, their interests can show you what you’re interested in, for example.
Yet you know other people, only because you know yourself.
Everything that exists takes place outside of you, out in the wide world. This is only because everything perceived occurs and exists inside of you, it’s all in your head. Nothing you perceive would exist without you to have perception of it, but you can only perceive of something because it exists.
The paradoxes know no end. They are countless in number, and infinite in scope. Underlying all that is, are paradoxes. The fabric of everything held together by nothing. Ideas of nothing, giving power to everything.
When looking deep into natures of things, paradoxes would turn you around and threaten to destroy you if you let them.
The power does not lie with them, that power is yours. Fighting against a paradox is a battle you will lose. The path to victory falls to one who can just let a paradox be. Trying to get the power is a sure way to ensure you will not get it.
As Zen Buddhists say, MU.
It does, and does not. It is, and it is not.
Why does it have to be more?