Beauty in Chaos

Hey there,

My name is Fayyaz. I am a normal human that you may pass by in the suburbs or streets. I do not know how to write an article or essay any more than any high schooler, which in my opinion is not much.

But here I am , possibly making grammatical errors and not doing enough research into how to write.. just typing out what I feel currently.

I asked my self a couple seconds ago, how did I reach this point. How did I end up on Medium writing about how I felt at this current very moment. I do not know , but neither do a lot of us know the exact reason behind why we are were we are exactly. All that we know for certain is that some actions that were taken by us in the past had some sort of affect in congention with different other actions of self or others that lead to this moment, and for some- that is enough; sometimes , for someones.

But as of this moment, not for me.

“What is perfection? What is Death? What is the meaning of life?” I wish to know, maybe I do and whatever I know is my truth. So I am not here to solve these mysteries for you, because you already know your answer even if you may think you dont. If I told you mine, wouldn’t I be just convincing you to see my truth? Yes, and that is exactly what I am here to do.

I am here to tell you that every word I write from hence forward is to manipulate into seeing what I want you to see.

Yet here you are, seeking my truth when you should be finiding your own , still reading my words when you should be reading your own. Since I have given my disclaimer and this is what you want.

Let me tell you about my paradox that I would like to call the ‘Beauty in Chaos’. It stems from the idea that, Perfection is what defines death, yet if death is achieved it’s everything but perfect. The moment you achieve a perfect system, there is nothing that makes the system alive. The moment entropy hits infinity and perfect equilibruim is attained , there is no change. Time is rendered non existent without change, without change there is no time. With that breaks the fabric of space and time and with that we break the meaning of existence, the meaning of life.

So what is the ‘Beauty in Chaos’ ? In a statement it means “ The closer you are to death , the further away you are from perfection. The closer you are to perfection, the closer you are to true Death.”

I am here to tell you that chaos is the root of progression, I am here to tell you that inequality , injustice and every other form of chaos whether it is to the mind , body or soul is the root of evolution.

Change and difference and inequality will prevail no matter how much we chase after abolishing it. There will always be some who is different, there will always be one person smarter than the other , one person stronger than the other , maybe dumber, less able or empathetic. But that is what defines life, that is what defines progress. And any progression is towards perfection and toward the death of time. We need chaos to survive. We need imperfections for the existence of time. We are the sacrifice we seek to save to destroy the very thing we try to protect. Our difference that drive us apart are the only thing that keeps us alive. Even as similar as our experiences may seem, we will never truly be alike. We will always be unequals, that’s how the universe survives.

Inspired by what The Mentor once said but corrected to my truth..

When it comes between Death as a change in time and Perfection as a death of time. Let me tell you, “I am a human, and this is my Manifesto. Death may stop this indivual , but time can’t stop us all.. cause after all we are nothing alike.”