Time for an oldie article… This one was written in my tenth grade as well, and has not been abridged in any way… (And I hope I have not posted it here before, because it gives me a feeling of deja vu!)
Ever thought of the world we live in? I can imagine, oh yes, the dogs barking in the streets below (no pun intended), some lone people seemingly night-walking (!), lights in the shops, few that are open, a tailor furiously mending his activities and people all ready to go to bed. Physically present? Yes, but abstract? No.
What segregates the physically present from the abstract? Our mind, you say? But then what makes our mind capable to comprehend the abstract? An abstract notion is described as an idea more present in theory than in reality and practicality.
So what exactly is this thin line separating the abstract from the physical? Is what is physical, really true? What in reality might be abstract might be physical to somebody and vice versa. Think about that confounded fear of unknown that you have. It is a fear for you. A fear of the abstract. Fear of something you imagine to exist. Fear of something that never existed – before you imagined it.
Does that mean that what we imagine or create come to existence? Well, by the strictest of definitions – not physically, but mentally and spiritually – yes. The abstract is the truth. What you think is reality. What you don’t think too is reality. Only that it is not present in your comprehension!
Expand your horizons. Think of the universe. Your universe. Your mind-made universe. Match your mind-made universe with someone else’s and feel what your abstract has created. Imagine the world as you see it. Imagine how somebody might see it. Somebody permanently disabled might have entirely different notions of the same universe that you live in. That is universe for you – or for him/her. But in reality it is abstract!
One’s universe is others imagination. Where two abstracts meet we find physical existence. One man can alone think of an abstract idea. But then he himself cannot imagine it physically. Add another person with the same idea. Let them debate on it. Let them decide. And physical presence will originate.
That union of the abstract is our world. That is where we are. And we will be. It is our supreme mind that has created us – out of the abstract. And it is the abstract where we will end. The abstract is finite. It is only that our comprehension of the abstract changes – that changes our world.
And so finally, what can we conclude? That our world is an abstract? Perhaps, not. Perhaps, yes. Definitely it is abstract. Physical born out of the abstract. Who are we then? Abstract?