For me, Chaos is a kind of order without order.
Even if we cannot find any order in Chaos, it does not mean disorder does not have an arrangement and organization. Sometimes I think about infinity in chaotic terms. The fact is that something like infinity does exist. What’s the proof for it? We can always add one to every number. Or, we can always divide it into smaller and smaller portions. It seems that it is an order.
On the other hand, when we realize that there is an infinite amount of numbers, we somehow come to Chaos. Undoubtedly, humans’ abilities to understand all laws that govern the Universe are limited. That’s why the only answer we can provide for many questions is “chaos.” As Hesiod, a Greek of the VIII century B.C., wrote in “Theogony,” a cosmological poem:
First of all, Chaos came to be.
We all tend to find order in the surrounding reality. People try to predict and forecast almost everything, including weather, economic, political, and war issues, and, in general, the future. Still, it is merely impossible to predict the future. Thus, we are destined to live in Chaos. Of course, we want to find some patterns, orders, constant periods, and behaviors, but we are doomed in this case. Human civilization does not possess a magical ball that would foretell the future.
Still, I merely believe in order, not in Chaos. Even if practically everything seems to be in disorder, I think there is an unspoken idea (God?) behind everything we see. While writing about all these issues, I wondered whether in Chaos there is order and in order lies Chaos. Perhaps, one cannot exist without another. It may be true that from confusion emerges order. Once it is established, chaotic and unpredictable events arise, and we have Chaos. Would it be an endless and eternal process? I don’t know. I suppose it is.
