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Elephants in the clouds


Finding patterns . That is what human beings do all the time.
Finding patterns from past experience and keeping it ready and adding the algorithm for future actions into the wiring.

I was reading God Delusion and I realized that if I want an entity called God to be existing, it is because I would like to believe that the things happening to me and around me are not entirely random and chaotic. I would like to see a pattern, a theory with which it works and having an unknown called God is the best way to achieve it. It helps me be optimistic. This in turn helps me dream and want to achieve more.

I read the book at a point in my life when I am really practically not a complete believer of God or am agnostic at best. It was nothing but co-incidence that I happened to read "Fooled by randomness" right after this.

I was again fooled by the randomness of this coincidence to identify a pattern- a pattern which led me to believe that it is for some reason that I am meeting head-on with the same idea again. The idea that I am wired to see elephants in the cloud.

That is my final explanation(for now) to what I call God: God is that which wants to make me see patterns, learn from mistakes and believe that there is a reason for everything (guess these are functions of my brain, among other things). God is what gives me purpose. Everything else, like religion is just a side effect.

(Drafted some time in June 2011)
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