Imagine a world in wich cause and effect are random. Sometimes one comes first, other times the other. Or perhaps the cause is forever trapped in the past, and the effect in the future, but the past and future can change.
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In this causeless world, scientists can't do anything. Their previsions become aftervisions, their equations become justifications, their logic becomes ilogic.
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In this world, artists are happy. Unpredictability is the soul of their paintings, their music, their books.
Most people learned to live in the moment. If the effect of the past in the present is uncertain, the past shouldn't matter; and if the present has little or no effect on the future, you don't need to measure the consequences of the present.
Each act is an island in time, only worth for itself.
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This world is a world of impulses. A world of honesty. A world where each word only matters to the moment it has been said, where each look has only one meaning, each caress has no past and no future, each kiss is an efemorous kiss.
Taken from Einstein's Dreams by Alan Lightman
1 comment:
I could read this over and over again
Science tries to explain almost everything but can't explain the beauty of art
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