Whatever Works
Today has been a little messy. My mind was a badly run metro station with trains of thoughts colliding into one another – the Isetan project, ACIM Day 1, creativity and match.com. I was literally switching between tabs on a browser every other minute. Nothing significant came through.
Ordo ab chaos.
That’s latin for ‘order from chaos’.
I wonder what should the end be. Greek philosophers would say Order, but seriously, what’s wrong with pure chaos? Isn’t there beauty in chaos too? Chaos, like what went on in my mind today.
OK, order sounds good. But if everything eventually ends up in order, what would the world be like? Would we all wake up at the same time, eat the same breakfast, do the same thing, hold the same conversations and die the same way? If you take order to its ultimate end game, it doesn’t sound so pretty either.
I think the saying is misleading. An improvement would read ‘ordo ab chaos ab ordo ad infinitum”. This, at least, reflects our human condition more truthfully.
What if both ‘order’ and ‘chaos’ are just illusions. A pseudo-understanding of the world taught to us to keep us running in circles. A veil of sorts. The blue pill.
What if everything is just the way it is now, in this very moment; and whatever combination of ‘order’ and ‘chaos’ you might misunderstanding there to be, that it is really all the beauty that the world has to offer to you, right here, right now?
In Woody Allen’s latest movie ‘Whatever Works’, the ingenious, morbid, insensitive and suicidal Boris Yellnikoff (played by who else but Larry David) is not anything else but himself. Obtuse – yes, but that’s him. And being true to his essence, life, unfolding to him within Woody’s script, would reward him with finding his true love. And under the most unexpected and unusual circumstance.
There is light beyond this infinite cycle of life.
With this, I close the day with a can of Sapporo’s best and a new lesson learnt.