A measly 40,000 years of art

AMAZING! ASTOUNDING! AWESOME beyond words!

A measly 40,000 years is nothing against the estimated 13.8 billion-years age of the universe. Yet we are more complex in our organization than any of the other things we know of with eyes or instruments in the entire universe. We are the most complex things, and so are our fellow non-human beings on this planet, in the universe as we know it. And 40,000 years ago humans were first making art and recording what they experienced in a representative form. It's eerie to see these incredibly ancient and yet so recent records of the human need to express itself.

They were like us way back then. There is solid scientific evidence that we evolved as modern humans, with our present faculties and potentials, around the area of modern-day Ethiopia around 200,000 years ago or so. And here we are. And each of us is more complex than anything else in the universe that we know of now. And we painted in caves. It's amazing. We manifested from the universe by the mechanism of evolution, why? The singular one-type pure energy before the Big Bang, where there was no this or that, no subject or object, no time or space, but an infinitely dense dimensionless "point" (we can't even conceive of that) had some impulse to manifest itself in a world of things and actions.

Why? How? Whatever the reason, we can say—with our concepts that cannot approach the unknowable reality—that the one point of energy from which all arose was "lonely," had an impulse to express itself, had an impulse to "show" to itself that it exists by manifesting itself as things, like a mirror or reflection (that we are part of), wanted to know itself, wanted to love. Just like us. That's the universe. Just like us. That pure "is" expressed and expresses itself, that's all we can say. That pure "is" is beyond the knowable. It is what we can only call the "impossible" and the "inconceivable," and yet you don't need to theism or atheism or science or religion to conclude the obvious: there is something that came from a single incomprehensible dimensionless point of energy. It burst into something, then more things, then more things, and eventually we appeared, and we created cave paintings of volcanic eruptions!

Do you need anything more to say... there are no words for it. Om? Wow? Eloi? Almighty Lord? It's beyond words and categories. We were made by what we can't understand, and yet we are it. What to say? OMG?



— Gabriel Fenteany, February 3, 2016


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