I believe there are things I will never understand. In today’s world, we, as humans, want to know everything. There are scientists who are trying to find out how the earth was created by simulating the Big Bang. Astronauts go into outer space to run tests as they circle around the earth. NASA sends rovers to Mars and into the depths of space to search for other life. But I don’t think I need to understand everything, even with all of these studies and research programs and the Internet. Some things will never have an answer.
One night around midnight or one o’clock I went outside with two of my friends. We brought a picnic blanket and spread it out on the grass where we lay down. It was about 32 degrees, but that didn’t stop us. We just lay there and watched the stars. I think we saw about 6 shooting stars. But as I was lying there I thought about everything out there, everything in space, everything I didn’t know about. And then I realized that I wasn’t ever going to know. The mystery of outer space would probably always hold some secrets, some undiscovered facts. What happens at the other end of a black hole? Or when will space cease to exist? I can guesstimate or come up with probable theories, but I won’t ever know the correct answer.
Those stars put things in perspective. I realized how small I am. How small the earth is. I realized that there is so much more out there. And I will never understand those things. I won’t understand how the universe came to exist. I won’t know where the universe ends. I won’t know when a star will die.
Another indefinite concept is death. Have you ever thought about death? I have, and it’s a scary thing, to think that this life that I am living will be over when I die. Will there be anything after that? What happens when I die? Am I just nonexistent? Is there a heaven and a hell or any other type of life after death? Well, I won’t know until I actually die. Just like when I look at the stars, when I think about if there is the possibility of a life after death, I can never come to a conclusion. I can’t answer any of my questions. Those questions will always be unanswerable.
I believe that there will always be mysteries and secrets and the unknown. There will always be something that I don’t comprehend. And I shouldn’t fight that as a human. It is not necessary to label all things into facts. The theories can be just as interesting. It’s okay not to understand.