Here lies mistakes.

He searched far and wide, only to realize that the meaning of life is in living it.

He then tried to live life the perfect way, only to realize that his way was imperfection.

He wished he had taken a moment longer, and said a better goodbye to his past selves.

A continuation of the thread that began with Neti Neti and Rothko.

That post ended on a question I could not answer. Whether anything comes after the negation and the absurd, or whether the ouroboros is the point and the snake just keeps circling. I have been flirting with existentialism again, though in less continuous bursts this time. That is for the better, since the gaps force second-order thinking. The flirtation has been more meaningful, pun unintended, than it was before. For what good is reading about Camus and revolt when you have had nothing in life to consciously reckon with as an adolescent.

I watched Veritasium’s The Most Misunderstood Concept in Physics during a stretch of free time and ended up in a months long rabbit hole. This post is a record of the confusions I ran into, the resolutions I found, and what I took away from the whole thing.