Human Madness has no limits.
Recently I visited one of my friends who is very talented and a dear person. Apart from many amazing things which I was fascinated about him was his ability to build things from the scratch. As an example, he had an ordinary heavy Iron door in his gate. Not a one he had brought from abroad but had built from scratch. My parents old house has a similar Iron door, and I know how hard it is to move it. Specially during a rain, holding an umbrella, it is a backbone breaking task. Now, this smart fellow is doing it inside his home, using an app, which he had linked to the door to move it, without getting wet! I was thinking how Kool is that.
Apart from his smartness, I could not think about human madness which has gone into building such a complex system. You may think it is just a matter of fixing some motor, and wires, and a circuit to operate the motor with an internet connection. But that is not true.
Smart Door
Iron door, which is moved, has originated as bars of Iron mined out from some remote mine. Melted in a cove and mixed with other metals to make a perfect alloy. How long humans had started developing the process of treating metals? It is an entirely different industry. Thousands of people work in such mines using, centuries old knowledge about Iron. About the paint, which is on the door, I do not even know where it comes from. How many people have involved in transporting and fixing this small gate at his house?
It is only just the other day I had a look at the silicon chip. To find a properly magnified photograph of a silicon chip is really difficult task. Just like we were not able to see cells in our bodies with our naked eyes, we need a powerful microscope to see inside of a chip. During the times of Ada Lovelace and ENIAC machines, with computers filled whole basements in university laboratories, millions of humans have collaborated into making these silicon chips which powers even AI today. They have so complex and delicate internal structure that even little bit of wind carrying dust would make them malfunction. If this is not an example of extreme human madness, I do not know what more is.
Do not consider a rocket, but a ballpoint pen. How much human, knowledge and effort has gone into creation of such a tool? It contains, plastic, which comes from oil, metal tip which comes from mining, and ink. Purified from nature and assembled perfectly to create the illusion of words on a paper. We take it for granted, these things, as they did not develop overnight, but with suffering of unimaginable number of human beings in the past over centuries. I am not sure either to be grateful or to laugh at it. But where are all those people who contributed their lives in developing a ballpoint pen? Did they achieve what they were meant to achieve in life? Or just most of them perished even without thinking about anything of their lives? trying to develop a pen?
Away from Human Madness
Someone said that happiness is achieving an award. I say this is true but temporary. Happiness is just a state of mind. Which almost always be replaced by something else. There would not be a permanent happiness. Similarly, even peace, even triumph, even sadness would not be there permanently. Only thing which we can gain from life is the wisdom about the impermanence about it. Once we do, we might enjoy watching a small tomato plant grow in backyard, like a kid. We can step away from the permanent chase of the mad humans.
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