The beautiful

Turn of last century witnessed a copy of a human, who defied all odds to become the most beautiful. 10,000 years of modern human history eventually produced a mind of significance when perhaps for the only time, the heavens may have smiled, albeit briefly. There may have been leaps of equal importance in the past, but not in the time span modern humans can track. He battled autocracy but he conquered science through imagination when such pursuits were considered inferior. He visualized the meaning of heavens and translated that into comprehension by paper and pencil. He raised the human spirit to levels that meaningless religions of the past could not imagine. He instituted science as the pursuit of happiness and knowledge and he drove generations to be thankful for their minds. They cut and diced his brain, but they found nothing unusual.

He was human, for he showed weakness when a few decades later, humans of similar competence but less passion demonstrably showed he was completely wrong. He has been wrong for over a century and mortal humans of incompetence have been measuring every possible thing they can find to prove him right. They constructed eyes on the hill, arrays in the valley, peep-holes in space and heavy metal in the heart of Europe to prove him right – but he was wrong. Gravity has eluded men of steel and those who measure noise in deep holes under ground. Gravity shall elude men again, in spite of the toys they build for insights do not emanate from experiments. Insights only come from imagination – an ability to visualize God and her tricks and an ability to laugh at the constraints that will prevent humans from finding the truth.

Beauty is fleeting. It is likely that humans will drive themselves to obscurity by experimentation and data. Some yearn for the appearance of beauty, one more time, for without it, life remains to be meaningless.