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What Night Sky Brought me?

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When the moon glows above me
In the starry midnight sky
The light hits and reflects in my eyes
Then something projected so far

That darkness is just a hue
A shade beneath the pallet
Where different colors mingled
Offering a beautiful array

And I realized it’s not unusual
The things in this universe are natural
Can be understand by human’s mind
No magic, no supernatural.

For the knowledge is waiting
Can be traced among stars
Connecting all the twinkling dots
Or read on those genuine pads

In the ignorance of higher species
There, miracle bears exponentially
Human inventing mundane world
Distinguishing between earthly from heavenly

While not knowing the lurking crisis
That we have the concept of deity
We were threaten of something hellish
But still, we are the most dangerous species.

Though night’s covered by darkness
There are sparkling suns scattered
Grouping into many milky ways
That’s the best source for the great knowledge.

Then I found behind my telescope
That there is light, there is hope
Human will be out of darkness
If knowledge will be our stronghold

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Posted by on December 25, 2014 in Poetry, Science

 

We Love Mystery More Than Knowledge

There are many of us think miracle is like of those cases that quite strange and unusual. A supernatural event caused by supernatural being. What you didn’t know about miracles is its true meaning; its true nature that had been hidden behind its known definition. To me, miracle is a question we don’t want to answer. It has why and how we didn’t wish to know. We don’t care what it really means. We don’t care what it really wants to show. Sometimes, the answer is the miracle itself, but we are blinded. We want it to be remained unknown. It is because we love mystery more than knowledge. We love unknown more than knowing at all.

What we usually do when we encounter something seems so hard to explain? Do we stop to examine? No. We definitely do not. We stop to wondering. We stop and exclaimed. We stop and give conclusion without reasoning. Ah! It’s a miracle! Why is that so? It’s just because we don’t know.

We don’t know how cancer was healed even without medication, therefore, it’s a miracle.
We don’t know how the universe created, therefore, it’s a miracle.
We don’t know how could our wishes came true, therefore, it’s a miracle.
We don’t know why tree grows.
We don’t know why birds fly.
We don’t know why the sun rises from the east.
We don’t know anything, therefore, it’s a miracle at least.

We never knew that cancer is actually a living cell in which ineffective against death. Therefore, the death of those living cancer cells is a miracle.
We never knew atoms were forged inside the star and some of them were created right after the supernova. Therefore, the existence of everything is a miracle.
We never knew that everything may happen coincidentally as what you actually wish for. Therefore, it’s a miracle.

We make conclusion without using reason. We are satisfied to what we see but not what we should know. There are a lot of things we didn’t know except miracle.

Instead of having astounded by what we can find and learn, we were rather amazed and satisfied when we found its strangeness. Like wondering children. And we haven’t noticed that, actually, they were far better than us! Yes- They were. Because they do ask questions unlike us. They know how to ask question unlike us. Sad but it’s true. They do exactly what we can’t do. If they were capable to do experimentations and data collections, they would really precede our potentiality. It is quite subtle to us that they are curious about what they have seen amusing. They are thirsty to find the answers from those questions we never ask ever.

For the last thing, let’s make all things out in order to waken up our sleeping curiousness.
It is not a miracle just because we don’t know why or how. We don’t know only because we never dare to ask somehow. I think saying the following once again make it more sense and finally we could realize what we’ve done wrong.

That is nothing but these:

We love mystery more than knowledge. We love miracles more than anything else. Do we realize these?

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Posted by on March 31, 2014 in Mystery, Philosophy, Science

 

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