What is death? It is going back to nothingness. Everything was created after the big bang. When we are alive and gathering consciousness, we are moving away from the center of the creative mass.

I am the last man on this planet to doubt man’s intelligence, much less his wisdom, to think that he does not know what he is up to. It is too serious an accusation against a species who are considered highly evolved and imitating gods in their creative powers.

The reason behind this presumption is that a man’s life is a bundle of contradictions, and he is trying to rearrange a puzzle so that he could draw some meaning out of it.

But, we shall be able to make anything of this confused questing if we are able to understand the basics of our movement?

Century after century, scholar after scholar, has been served poison, or burnt for telling the secrets of this universe, and the sad and comic part of it is that in the very next century, another one would come to catapult everything. This is being done even today. A scholar comes up with one interpretation, which is proved wrong by some other person. Who has the last laugh?

The most confusing construct which baffles mankind is the concept of time. Is it going forward or moving backward? Can anyone tell?  We cannot go forward if it does not move backward.  Another intriguing thing is: We have been moving and moving into a particular direction, and how long will we continue moving in that direction?

I consider this entire movement as a movement backward. We are not going forward. We are turning back to the original.

After the big bang, the universe expanded into planets and galaxies. But the essential attraction of the contrived center keeps pulling at them, causing a friction which we happily call gravitation. We have been thrown away. And we are also being pulled back towards the center. The movement that appears to be forward, is in effect, directed towards the center from which we have been scattered around.

Cyclical Nature of Existence

In a sense, it can be said that our universe is expanding outward from the Big Bang’s singularity, but at the same time, we’re also being pulled inward by gravity toward the centers of massive objects like planets, stars, and black holes.

Extending this idea, one could metaphorically interpret our journey as a reverse motion toward the center, symbolizing a return to the singularity or even extinction. This perspective raises intriguing questions about the cyclical nature of existence and the ultimate fate of our universe.

The Reverse

According to the “Big Crunch” hypothesis, the universe’s expansion eventually reverses, leading to a collapse back into a singularity. Similarly, the “Cyclic Model” of the universe, proposes that our universe undergoes cycles of expansion and contraction, with each cycle ending in a “big bang” and a new expansion.

While these ideas are still purely theoretical, they do align with my philosophical perspective on our movement toward the center.

Death

What is death? It is going back to nothingness. Everything was created after the big bang. When we are alive and gathering consciousness, we are moving away from the center of the creative mass. The more we grow in consciousness, the farther we move. But this movement is like the movement of the sun in the sky. The higher it goes, the near it is to its setting. In the same way, man’s life too gathers momentum upto a point after which the decline starts and the move, which was going forward, suddenly takes a backward turn. The flower which was blowing in the wind, suddenly gets sucked by the winds, and declines. The living matter is then engulfed by the dead.

As the time passes, we are moving towards our end inch by inch. As our death approaches, we shall have reached back to the inert position from where we started. 

It seems this movement of the universe towards expansion which is always irresistibly on suddenly turns towards the end, in which the expanding consciousness turns back to its inert base. Dead, we have returned to that pristine state of existence, in which things lie unshaped, unstirred, and wait for the orders.

The Take

I am not so wise to say anything like a gospel truth. Looking at my life and the truths and quasi-truths that I have encountered, I have come to believe that everything is illusive. What now is, may not be there next moment. We are racing into time, and the background and foreground is changing fast. So fast that we cannot keep count of it. The greatest illusion is the illusion of time. Rather than cyclic, it would call its nature ‘dualistic’. What we gain, actually means we have lost it. The time that we think we are growing, is actually meant to decline us. Let us look at it with the help of a simple example. We have a bucket full of water, or just half of it. We do not know the quantity of water. Say, the quantum of time at our disposal. We are taking this water out of the bucket. The more the water we draw, the greater is vacant space left inside the bucket. And, as we enjoy the water on our body, we are also finishing the water. If we can happily confuse time with our breaths, then, the situation becomes clear. As the time passes, we are moving towards our end inch by inch. As our death approaches, we shall have reached back to the inert position from where we started.  It is another thing for what we were sent, and what we have done. It’s for God to keep the count. For me, it is enough to think that we are like the sun. The higher it is going, the sooner its race will be run. Every moment, we are not expanding, but getting closer to the center of existence.

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