Everything is a wonderful paradox

"Man is a mystery. It needs to be unravelled, and if you spend your whole life unravelling it, don't say that you've wasted time. I am studying that mystery because I want to be a human being." --Fyodr Dostoevsky

I want to quantify infinity. Huh? You might ask

Well, we already do this in math. We can apply limits to infinity: "As x approaches infinity, this happens." The definition of a derivative is just the slope of two points, but they approach infinitely close to each other. We can't perceive infinity, but from the impossible comes the derivative.

So why not apply this to everything? Why not quantify everything? Existence is a paradox, existence is infinite. We-- beings of reality-- are finite. Yet out of nowhere, comes life: paradoxical and explainable, all at the same time. A wonderful paradox.

The process of quantifying infinity is called philosophy. And you don't need to be any "good at it" to be considered a philosopher, because you already are. You just need to live life with an open soul, ready to learn and adapt.

“If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he's a good man.” --Dostoevsky

Today, I laughed quite a bit. I laughed out of stress, and then out of relief. And then I laughed at the absurdity of it all. Life is good

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