Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays

have lighted fools The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow,

a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more:

it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing


Tuesday

The Mystic Power of Science

Long ago, Marco Polo recounted to Kublai Khan his proposal for conversion to the Catholic faith. The Khan, intrigued, nevertheless declined. His court, he explained, boasted wise men capable of performing great acts of mystic power. To convert and then fail to replicate such feats would surely strip him of his court's esteem and, quite possibly, his very foundation of power. His refusal, therefore, was rooted in a pragmatic understanding of perceived, tangible power.

This same tendency, a profound faith in the tangible, seems undeniably prevalent in contemporary Western society, though the object of our belief has shifted. Our homes are illuminated by powerful images brought to us by the television. Cars and jet planes effortlessly transport us through our daily routines. With a few simple clicks, we entrust our sustenance to a small box, and with a familiar microwave "ding," a meal is ready. These are not merely conveniences; they are, for many, the very essence of the "mystic power of science."

The potent combination of power and wonder has always captivated humankind. We inherently desire control; we relentlessly seek reasonable explanations for the world around us. Science, with its empirical methods and demonstrable results, has delivered on this promise time and again, providing not just answers but also profound mastery over our environment. It is thus only natural that we have come to rely on its truths, often holding them as absolute.

By no means would I suggest the abandonment of science – after all, I have been a devoted sci-fi enthusiast since my earliest memories, captivated by its boundless possibilities. However, I do advocate for a vital reflection on the broader human spirit and our intellectual framework.

Often, I encounter the sentiment, "I'll believe in God when the Almighty descends to Earth and reveals himself to me." This is, on the surface, a very reasonable stance, born from a worldview that prioritizes direct, observable proof. Indeed, one can witness the profound miracles of science on a daily basis; the advancements are palpable, their effects undeniable. It would seem irrational, to many, to label these scientific marvels as "mystical" in the traditional sense, given their logical explanations and reproducible results. Conversely, within this strictly empirical paradigm, it would be similarly irrational to claim a direct witnessing of God, as such an event, by its very nature, falls outside the realm of scientific verification.

This, to me, represents a significant challenge modern humanity faces in this perilous hour of history. When we attempt to reason through absolutely everything, operating under the implicit assumption that power rests entirely and unchangeably in our own hands, we risk succumbing to a philosophy of scientism – the belief that science alone can answer all fundamental questions and provide all meaning.

If our reliance on empirical proof and our perceived mastery are indeed absolute, if science is the sole arbiter of truth, then why do we still fight wars with such ferocity? Is conflict an inherent, unchangeable nature of all things, impervious to scientific progress? Was Nietzsche correct in his vision of nihilism, where "all the gods have truly died," cut down by our steely knives of reason, leaving a moral and existential vacuum? Is the will to survive not enough, and the true, irreducible nature of things merely a "will to power"—a relentless struggle to dominate, to overcome, to destroy those weaker than ourselves? If this is our sole truth, derived from an exclusively empirical understanding, then what genuine hope exists for our tiny, insignificant blue-green planet, hiding in the western spiral arm of the galaxy?

True progress, perhaps, lies not solely in the relentless accumulation of scientific knowledge or the masterful control over nature, but in a profound and ongoing reflection on the enduring mysteries of existence and the full, multifaceted spectrum of human experience. Will science truly find the way to a human utopia, one capable of withstanding the trials of time and addressing the deepest yearnings of the human spirit, or do we need to cultivate other forms of understanding to navigate our complex world? The answer may well determine our fate.