la question de hasard

It’s time to once again place an arrangement of assorted words across a screen that no more than three people will actually read right through to finish. I am about to dive into an area that I have no expertise on and will undoubtedly make some sort of theoretical error but I hope that its general gist follows the correct principles.

In a long afternoon of recovery after the birth of this fateful year the complex issue of the Schrödinger's cat thought experiment became fruitful ground for great discussion between Damascus and me. After some detailed research it becomes rather apparent to us what the experiment showed and the amazing possibilities of its results when looking at the actions of the world around us. I was reminded of this the other day when I became ill in this summer period a rather unfortunate stroke of luck. The idea of chance and this idea that we have no control over it and in fact it does not even exist at the level perceptible to ourselves.

If you’re not aware of Schrödinger's experiment I will try to give you a basic interpretation but I would suggest in preference some proper research will give you a much better construal. It goes like this, there is a box containing a cat, a tiny amount of radioactive substance, and a Geiger counter that will release a vile of poison on gaining a reading. The idea behind the experiment is because the radioactive break down of the substance relies on quantum chance the cat is both dead and alive till you open the box as neither can be known for sure.

It is a rather strange idea but when you look at it from another angle (not one of particle physics) it shows that although chance my only exist at a quantum level its affects spread beyond into our own level of existence. Hence chance is still apparent around us and in a way luck and good fortune exists; though by its nature so do its negative possibilities and hence bad luck is also just as abundant in our world.

So I come back to my own struggles with chance and my most horrid discovery. It is something beyond us and somewhat out of our control. There so many aspects of our lives that we cannot control in the way our dreams wish us to. It seems at times we are on a ride with stops defined before our knowledge and I guess we are reliant on ourselves to turn them into something we wish for. The fairytale stories of child hood cannot define a possible path for us as chances are it will never work out in such a way.

This understanding allows me to see that moments of misfortune are suddenly faults of my own and I can no longer blame chance for my bad luck. Chance does not define decisions it is what allows them to occur.

I have been able to find a way to rediscover life for its possibilities and also the path to a possible true happiness. The simple thoughts that I had hidden myself from were the ones that allowed for deep comfort to be found. It is fascinating how science can comingle so easily with thoughts of existence and reality and hence provide a form of console one can find within them.

That was a rather cheesy finish I apologize but I am not rewriting it because I am much too lazy of a person to do such a thing so you are just going to have to deal with it. The title was cheesy too but I resolved that by changing the language clever I know.