A chance to breathe

As you can imagine, I have been most busy as of late. I rarely get back to my apartment before 9:45ish(2145ish). Such is for the persuit of higher knowledge, whatever that may be.

Despite all this learning, despite reading philosophy and literature, I still wonder sometimes, as I think everyone should, what it means. I study quantum physics, we talk about wave particle duality, how you can describe the world with harmonic oscillators, but then some equations can never be solved accurately, only a handful. Then you talk about a problem like determining the diffusion of helium out of a balloon. That problem has no analytic solution. We know everything, yet we know nothing.

I read Heidegger. He seeks to lay bare for all to see the structures that structure our own being. What does that mean? It implies that being is. It implies that these structures exist yes, but beyond that he is privileging the idea that humans can understand and see it. See here in an arbitrary sense.

Walking back I laughed. It is all tinged with a bit of bullshit. I could wake up as someone else's dream. I could die tomorrow and that be it. I lose consciousness forever. I could go to heaven. My dog doesn't care about it.

But even when I say I make it matter because I want it to, I embark down a philosophical track.