Why are objects objects?

The human brain has developed to successfully negotiate the world we live in by referring to elements of that world as objects. But this useful tool has its limitations when it comes to negotiating the world beyond the concrete here and now.

Is an avalanche an object? Is a river an object? Is a wave an object? Is the human race an object? Is the universe an object?

Extreme lengths of time, extreme spacial distances and non-visible phenomena present challenges to our ability to define parts of our world, because we (including scientists) insist on describing them as objects.

Delusionary scientists

Quantum physicists who search for symmetry and beauty in their equations are suffering from the same anthropocentric delusion as non-scientists who believe in intelligent design.

The all-too-human desire to seek order and meaning in their descriptions of reality expresses itself in various ways. Scientists who are unable to accept the existence of chaos and randomness (the best example being Einstein, who famously stated, "God does not play dice.") are no closer to producing a useful description of reality than believers in supernatural beings.

If the ultimate foundation of our reality was balance, symmetry, perfection or predictability, it wouldn't be our reality at all. The only reason anything exists is because of chaos and randomness. Otherwise the Big Egg would have just sat there being perfect, instead of exploding in a Big Bang.

The persistence of objects

If you freeze a glass of water, then let it melt, then freeze it again, is it still the same block of ice? If so, and if you repeat that 10 times, does the ice block keep blinking in and out of existence?

Volume

What is the volume of a swarm of flies?

What is the volume of a tree?

What is the volume of a ham sandwich?

These are questions that science has trouble answering.

Science

The edifice of science is like one of those corals that resembles antlers. It grows, branches, is beautiful, alive, and is just one type of coral.

Meaning

I’m not interested in discovering the Meaning of Life. To live and breathe, love and learn, bear fruit and die? At best, all meaning is personal, so what do you care what I think?

Infinity

Infinity lies not in number, but in potential; in the possible connections between all possible numbers.