I recent read a theory from Lord Rees, the president of the UK’s Royal Society on the limitations of the human mind. Rees stated that some of the universe’s biggest mysteries [Consciousness, cause of The Big Bang, Einstein’s Theory Of Everything] may never be solved due to the human minds inability to grasp such perplex understanding due to its limited genetic makeup.
Rees explained this more simply by saying “Just as a fish may be barely aware of the medium in which it lives and swims, so the microstructure of empty space could be far too complex for unaided human brains”
This powerful quote kicked off a couple of the rusty cogs in my “inadequately equipped intellect” and got me thinking….what would it be like to upgrade my brain to a supersize? Would the advantage of being all knowing outweigh the negatives? Sure, being all knowing would mean I could write this entire paragraph without having to right click 50 times on all those red underlined words. And being all knowing would mean I could finally understand the perplexities of those strange creatures known as the female race. But would being all knowing bring more happiness to my somewhat simple life?
The bleak realizations to this question started rolling in like a scene from groundhog day. Being all knowing would mean knowing every movies possible twist, every books potential ending, every probable musical combination. There would be nothing to discover or conquer, nothing would be new and exciting, there would be nothing to aim for, and no knowledge to acquire. Life will have lost that beautiful sparkling mystery that is that unknown box wrapped with the red ribbon.
Einstein once said ‘The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.”
As strange as it sounds I believe these brain limitations to be given for a reason, for the limitations of mankind brain give beauty to his surrounding, remembering it was the beauty of mysteries that bought together the theorist and scholars in the first place to try to solve life unanswered questions.
So perhaps it’s better to be a fish swimming around in a pool of the unknown, happy living in the beautifully mysterious land of limited brain function.