Thursday, September 11, 2014

Infinitely Definite

Salam Alaik

A thousand years back, the idea of making a huge piece of metal to soar high in the sky, or to float on water is irrational and crazy. Logically speaking, metal is heavier than air, and of course, water. So it shouldn't fly, or float. Anyone with that idea was considered insane, till the first plane was built and operating as it should. And a boat, of course. And everyone praised humanity for its glorious mind.

Before the wheel was invented, the idea of it probably belonged to a mad man as well. Until proven wrong. It's like the second nature of human, to deny what is not logical to the basic mind. And we take pride in what we built, when it was inspired by what was created by God. Nature. Had birds not fly, man would never thought of it.

Yet, we demand God to show signs of His greatness. "Show us a miracle, then we will believe," when it is already flowing perpetually under our feet, when it beats for us every moment of our lives, when it grows, and dies, a new one sprouts. Even today, we have yet to have discovered ALL of the parts of the human body. The bottom of the sea is as unknown to us as the outer space. God doesn't exist?

Coincidence, or fate?


Coincidence. Coincidentally, I wrote on this at that certain hour, published it, and coincidentally you saw my post on facebook, or you searched for something else in your search query, or google, and coincidentally you found this article, and actually read it. A lot of that, to get me to write this, and you to get here. Coincidence? I think not. A lot of things in our lives happen with no such link to what just happened a second ago, but is connected to something that occurred probably a year ago. It's not random, it's predestined.

So coming back to the demanding of miracles, the unimaginable, the extraordinary. Say, had the universe is full of what we define as miracles, we wouldn't be able to compute. Our brilliant mind, works by joining events by similar or contrast elements. We cannot think of something, out of nothing. And that's what we're asking for, something with no such link to another event. Because if it's logic, then it's not miracle-ish. A finite world gives off infinite results, while an infinite one, zero. A guitar with only a few strings, makes a little more notes, then an infinite number of songs.

It is, as in the Qur'an. The signs of His greatness is all around us, inside us. We have to acknowledge, we are weak. From the start, we lean on something for ideas, not once did we stand on our own self. The things we built, we take credit for deriving it from its natural state. That's all.

Because, I am.

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