Friday, 8 March 2024

The ladybug on its blade of grass, the sun in its sky, etc.

One point I did not quite communicate (in my unedited performance) but that a few of you may have picked up on implicitly: it may seem salient to reproach the animals of the forest for living and suffering "for nothing" from the perspective of the sun, on the scale of the solar system revolving through the eons, that these are motes of dust relative to a galaxy comprising innumerable solar systems, but this is irrelevant.  We can evaluate the life of the ladybug relative to the scale of the blades of grass, and find what is meaningful within a human life at its own salient scale, and within its salient span of time (a mere century!) and this is not diminished with reference to the relative infinity of the stars in the sky.  This is seemingly salient, but (in fact) it is not: we do not subtract anything from the ladybug (nor from the works of Shakespeare, in the human realm, etc.) with a comparative reference to the lifeless clockwork we see grinding away in the sky.