Since the Big Bang, the beginning of the cosmos, the fundamental basis of every existence has been “spacetime.”
In physics, it’s the gravitational continuum that makes the universe substantial. Such spacetime makes everything exist; and, everything has the beginning and end. Without spacetime, we never have asked such questions as when, where, and what.
There is no such thing as “waves,” either, without spacetime. Waves are the manifestation of spacetime. Our experience is on it and part of it. When we see the ups-and-downs of this world, we are in such a realm of the universe. Our experience is, after all, the very waves of the universe. The world we live in is such waves, called the waves of life.
One of the fundamental, existential questions we ask are:
Where do we come from? What are we? Where are we going?
Paul Gauguin inscribed these sentences in his painting at the upper left portion:
D’où venons nous? Que sommes nous? Où allons nous?
What are these questions? Why can’t we help but asking such questions?
It’s because we are, indeed, in this very spacetime, which is the surface of the world that emerged from the universe. With these ultimate questions, consciously or unconsciously, we try to see a glimpse of the spacetime realm we are imprisoned. We are spacetime-bound. Everything in the world is spacetime-bound.
All that we see and experience is a series of constant waves. Everything that happening is, after all, a movement of these moving waves, including ourselves. Everything and everyone in the universe is the surface of the “ocean,” that is the world, that is the wave of life. We are waves.
How do we know that?
We can meditate on our lives to listen to their rhythms in a whisper.
Every night when we sleep, we can ponder the moment. Every morning when we wake up, we can wonder about the day. We can count the days passed and the days to come. It’s a constant repetition. It’s like an ebb and flow of the ocean waves.
We can reflect on various life events encountered, sometimes feeling blessed, thanking gracefully, sometimes feeling cursed, claiming unfairness. There are a lot of ups-and-downs, just like the weather. We relax on a peaceful day. We struggle on a stormy day. These are, however, like an ebb and flow of the ocean waves.
We can focus on our breathing. We inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale, and inhale and exhale. We are indeed an ebb and flow of the ocean waves.
We are such breathing waves.
And there are the beginning and end. Being born in this specific spacetime, we will leave here someday. In totality, however, our individual life is merely one of the pendular waves that the world is breathtaking; inhale and exhale.
The world is one of the swinging waves that the universe is breathing; inhale and exhale. We are such breathing waves.
Let’s imagine the universe is breathing. We could realize the truth that, after all, everything and everyone is an ebb and flow of the vast cosmic ocean waves. The cosmos has shown herself as a space-time bound since the Big Bang.
The universe does exist.
Then, we have another fundamental question. It’s no longer where, when, and what, but why.
Why is there anything at all? Moreover, why is there something rather than nothing?
We can never know why. Because this question is also space-time bound, asking “causality.”
If something happens, then something else would take place. That is causality. If so, what could be the ultimate cause of something? Can we say “nothing?” Can we assume this “nothing” caused something?
We don’t know.
In this case, this “nothing” is like a concept of zero. It is a hypothetical sign that keeps the statement comprehensible within our cognitive limitation. We can never see this “nothing,” but we hypothetically put this word to signify it.
It is not “it,” but we should call it “it” because of our (the universe’s) spacetime-bound limitation. We use words like God, Oneness, Emptiness, Eternity, and Heaven in the same manner.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.John 1:1-3
A way that can be walked is not the way. A name that can be named is not the name. Tao is both named and nameless. As nameless, it is the origin of all things. As named, it is the mother of all things.Tao Te Ching
What we see in this universe, after all, is only the swinging flow of the cosmic ocean waves, and we are also part of it.
If so, why is there such a thing as the wave in the first place? We don’t know. We can never know because the wave is not such a thing that exists here and there. It’s continuously happening as the ever moving flow. It’s like blowing in the wind.
The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.John 3:8