Chaos Theory

 


Chaos Theory

"Chaos is a force few people can easily fathom. It is the anti-life, it is the destroyer, it is everything in our world which is not pure and true. And much of our world is chaos.


To truly understand chaos, you must picture the ultimate pain, the ultimate death, the ultimate force which corrodes life itself. All of the world, all of the universe, is an interplay between chaos and order. And the order, as we call it, is love. So, love and chaos, two forces battling for supremacy in the infinite universe, is the experience we call life. Everything in this world is chaos, except to which love has given order.  We are chaos. But the order in our life, our minds, the symmetry of our bodies, our thoughts, our feelings, everything we are, is a boon of the force called love. Without love, this universe would sink into an unfathomable chaos, worse than death or the worst pain, from which there would be no escape.  And the interplay continues. In our world, chaos is strong. Which will win in this world? Chaos, or love? A battle is brewing, and the wounded and dead will number in the billions.  So many of us have forsaken love for various forms of chaos in our lives, that our spirits, our souls, our very mortal bodies will be damned to whither in the might of chaos's wrath. Those who side with love will survive and be stronger, but few in number will they be.  Chaos is a mighty force, one that should chill wise men to the bone at its very name, and this force is about to wreak a terrible vengeance on this world. But mankind is so numb and hollow, so allied with chaos to begin with, that perhaps the transition will be more of a tremendous horror of the damned to the end of their own perpetual survival than anything else.  Love conquers chaos, but so many of those in the world are minions of chaos that they will not survive to see it.


Suburbia, the cities, you will all feel the wrath of a vengeful God called chaos, to whom you have all forsaken your souls to please. And it does not take prisoners.  No one will be there to hear you scream."    Essays