A tree falls in the woods, and nobody hears it. Did it really fall and make a sound?
The action may have occurred. In fact, the tree most likely fell. But can we prove that it did?
No. Someone could have chopped the tree down. Someone could have uprooted the tree purposefully. But here we are, immersed in this deciduous forest, and we are all trying to semantically determine the source of the fallen tree. We are all surrounded around the tree, painstakingly and vehemently trying to validate our theories. The tree was knocked down by violent winds. The tree was aged and had fallen due to its worn age. Of course, the qualities of the tree are meaningless. In fact, we have such a lack of care for the tree that we intentionally set it on fire. We, individually, pick at its bark – bark that cannot be replaced – until it is near bare. We see the tree as a great source of profit to our intellectual accounts and spend our time hacking away at its sides, as a miner blindly hacks away at a cave. Except this cave is so magnanimously mysterious. But now there are other theories; the tree was spontaneously uprooted by a theoretically powerful but infinitely improbable force. We all so conscientiously try to put an identification tag on the cause of the fall. We are surrounded around the tree, with blinders on to everything but our own theories. Some theories are substantiated in scientific arguments. While others are rooted in supernatural phenomena. Individually, there are flaws in both. But we would never allow ourselves to hear the views of the other side. We only listen to ourselves. We care only about our own flawed reasoning.
But what if there was a branch that fell off the tree on the way down? Attached to the branch are the punctilious and explicit explanations for the cause of the miraculous fall of the tree. The branch, we know, is most definitely a part of the whole original tree. There are no earthly questions of the authenticity of the branch being a part of the tree. In fact, the branch is the only other existing remnant of the tree. The only other terrestrial evidence that the tree actually exists in a place other than our minds. When the branch is discovered, some people wholeheartedly believe its instructions are pure and divine. The cause of the tree is disclosed in the ink of the pristine instructions.
This is where we are. We are destroying the tree. We are disrespecting the entirety of the causality behind the falling of the tree. We are here not to question whether or not the tree is on the ground; that is not denied. We collectively believe that. But we are out here to determine why it fell. What caused it to fall. Is there significance in the falling of the tree? Are there other trees that will fall in these same ways?
But the truth is a tree fell in the woods. Someone heard it. We all believe it. Why did it fall?
It doesn’t matter why it fell. It only matter that we experienced it falling. Otherwise there was no meaning to the life, or death, of the tree.
The reason why it fell is equivocal to why we spend so much of our time devoted to determining the cause of the universe. We hastily spend our nights and days searching for the meaning and purpose behind our own personal creation. Does this distract from our experiencing life, though?
I completely agree. Although sad, I feel sometimes people turn blind to deciding what they believe because they are fearful of what their own future holds. Regardless of what happens after this life, I think it is more important to have a belief you have studied and rooted yourself in – even if I disagree with that belief. Just a thought!
Agreed! I’d also add, a belief that is open and apt to change. Although the same pair of eyes, one’s view on life will not always be seen through the same lens.