Most of this post is just my own thoughts. Read on and don’t be afraid to agree or disagree or note any flaws. I am, after all, just a young writer.
As mortal beings, do we have limited minds? Are we unable to understand everything, though we try? Perhaps we were created with a limited amount of knowledge, but we are never happy with it; we want to know more. Whether this might be true or not, we are instilled with a passion, a love to learn, to gain knowledge, to understand. Everything. But maybe we can go only so far. Life is full of mystery. We have much more to learn, but there is a limit. For example, does the universe have bounds or does it go on forever? There’s no way of knowing … yet. And maybe we’ll never know. There’s some people who hate not being able to understand everything. And then there are people who like the mystery and the questions so they can come up with their own theories.
As a writer, I’m one of those people who like the questions. I like coming up with answers of my own that might not make sense, but then I can fill in the gaps with more theories. Asking questions is a good thing. It makes us think deeper about things than we otherwise would, and it helps us to gain knowledge along the way about other things. This gives me lots of writing ideas and inspiration, and there are so many questions and ideas out there, you can imagine how often I need to keep my nifty little notebook handy.
Questions about Faith
Faith is one of those big questions all of us have to face, whether it’s faith in a friend, a family member, a job, the future, your religion, or anything else you can think of. It’s the mindset of relying on someone or something that will help you and always be with you whether you’re powerful or powerless. Faith is really a scary word. It’s the word that causes people to ask questions: How, why, when, where, who? Yeah, basically the Five W rule we learned in elementary school. When it comes to faith, particularly with God or a religion, we have to expect these questions throughout life and we think we have to answer them. A lot of the time, however, is us asking ourselves these questions.
This goes with all sorts of faith that one can keep, but faith in God as a Christian is a big experience of mine as my relationship with Christ is founded hugely on faith. As I’ve matured, I have, yes, come up with questions. Why am I a Christian? Why should I keep believing this? How does God exist? Why does he exist? Is Heaven for real? Some people think that asking these sorts of questions is unhealthy and it means you’re “straying from God,” but you’re not. You’re exploring your faith. A lot of the time you may not feel very stable, but faith is not an easy thing to maintain and you’ll always ask questions throughout life. I’m not the only person (or writer, in that case) who thinks this is true: C. S. Lewis, anyone? When it comes to questioning God’s plans, our knowledge is limited; he is specifically keeping things from us, making it mysterious, causing us to ask: Why? Think of it this way. If God gave us answers to everything, if we knew all of his plans (if that’s even possible) then how different would life be? Would you like that?
Asking questions can bring us to some extent of understanding that we didn’t know before. It helps us to understand other things that we weren’t trying to find the answers to before. The point is, ask questions. It won’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. It answers not what you wanted answered, but what you needed answered.
Questions about Science and Limitations in Our Imagination
When we think of other worlds out in space, they’re usually round planets, some sort of sphere like Earth and all the other planets we know of in the solar system. Why is this? We’re familiar with “round” planets, these revolving terrestrial spheres … a differently shaped planet probably wouldn’t fit well in space at all and would end up, scientifically to some extent, messing up the whole elaborate system.
What if there was a People whose thinking and acceptance of everything in the universe had limited their imagination? Maybe modern days stunted it, caused it to shrink. Before, these People were free to dream, to make up, to ponder — what are these twinkling things in the sky? Their imagination was, in a manner of speaking, ridiculously boundless. Until science, the art of understanding, note, came along and introduced them to facts while simultaneously wiping away their questions. Science answered their questions, see, but these People still yearn for knowledge far beyond the currently known. Now, they know that there aren’t any other worlds besides their own out there.
Hold up a minute. This “People” is an imaginary race, for the purpose of an idea. This view on science may be negative but this aspect of science is true, when it comes to our history of human beings on Earth. It’s true science answered a lot of our questions and still is; in that way, science has limited our imagination. But science also leads to more and more questions. Science paves the way for our ever growing minds and we find more and more possibilities as science reveals more and more to us. Maybe our knowledge, then, in a sense isn’t limited and it’s our imagination that’s decreasing. Maybe science expanded our knowledge and questions and limited our dreams and imaginations. So do we really know that our galaxy and solar system is one of a kind? Do we really know that the rest of space is just gazillions upon gazillions of stars blowing up and beginning, without end? Do we really know there’s no such thing as aliens?
If you believe the Big Bang really happened, and that the whole Earth somehow came together from a chemical reaction in a couple of atoms, what is there to call irrational? If you believe in a powerful, invisible God or supernatural being, what can you list as impossible? Open your mind, not just to what we call the facts, but to the space beyond, the final frontier. Perhaps it’s possible to do this with both science and imagination. Maybe we’ll begin to learn that really, we don’t know the answers to these big questions and maybe never will unless God or science does us a HUGE favor. How do I know that we don’t know? How do I know that there is a possibility of there being other worlds out there? How do I know Heaven exists? How do I know we should really begin to wonder what belongs beyond the breach in our universe, in our imagination, in our thoughts, our questions? What if the answer doesn’t exist yet? (Hint: The answer is NOT 7 x 6.)
Don’t be afraid to ask questions. They’ll take you somewhere someday.
This is the first time I’ve done a post like this. Rather than informational articles, I’ve basically asked a ton of theoretical questions. What are your thoughts on this? What questions do you have? Agree or disagree? These thoughts have helped me with my own writing. Asking questions we don’t know the answer to can cause writers to be inspired. You come up with your own answers, your own theory, and have it work out in your writng. There’s a storm coming: Cloudy, with a chance of Ideas.