This world… yes, this very world we live in, is a bloody oxymoron. Joblessness can sometimes trigger off thoughts that would take philosophers eons to arrive at. And considering the fact that it took me bout half an hour to ponder and gather this gem of a realization, and also considering the fact that I am as much a philosopher as I am thin, my degree of joblessness must be of substantial magnitude.
Before my verbosity drowns the noble intention of this post, let me bring to your attention, that this world qualifies as an oxymoron simply because, every single aspect of this temporal setting of life is “Absolutely Relative”. Nothing.. I repeat… NOTHING is absolute in this world. But we humans are a race, weird enough to contradict this glaring fact. Denial is something that we were born with and will pass on to every single generation that can fit into the slot between now and never.
Just about everything we do or feel at any point of time is relative to something else that somebody else or we ourselves might have felt/done at an earlier stage. I say this because everything is questionable and everything is debatable in my mind. Who defines what’s good? Who defines pain? Why do I have to believe that happiness is what I feel when I am actually smiling? Even something as certain as ‘death’ is relative to all the years before, termed ‘life’. What we call ‘light’, I perceive as the mere absence of ‘darkness’.
One would not exist without the other.
But I, like all others, still continue searching for absolute-ness in an absolutely relative world. Why? Very simple. The moment everyone in the world adopts the philosophy of the previous paragraph, all hell breaks loose. ‘Good’ will be what each one thinks good for him/herself, and so would be every single thing that we thought to be well defined and concrete. Every single word and every single ideal and theory and ethic and feeling becomes questionable. Morals will not exist and neither will order of life. Hell can be called heaven, bad can be called good and demons can be crowned angels. It is the very insanity of the pursuit for absolute-ness that keeps this world safe and sane (as safe and sane as it presently is… this again is relative when compared to a different echelon of thought relating to how sane the world actually is).
I’d like to conclude my claims of relativity by saying that this post in itself is pretty contradictory and embodies the most important feature this world has to offer; that of being a hidden oxymoron, which is actually pretty easy to spot.
