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The non-logical state of affairs does make political sense, in its usual soul-damaging way. The numbers that control life today, mainly monetary, simply cannot be hard, scientific numbers if society is to keep its mythological quest alive. Hard numbers either have solid basis in reality, work on a solid hypothesis, or are meaningless. Much more unsettlingly, scientists tend to take on philosophical issues in the same spirit. This is all far too definite if society is to be kept weaving between fear and greed in light of an amorphous idea of the greater good through profit and progress. Real scientists—those with philosophical awareness combined with indefatigable intellectual integrity—demythologize indiscriminately (logic seeking targets) or believe in Truth (faith seeking understanding). Neither side would serve this purpose. Neither side can be understood in terms of fear and greed, nor can they be controlled. Big, practical, philosophical questions arise: are the myths of profit and progress enough to enduringly balance between demythologized logic, mythologized socioeconomic power, suspect Truth, and chaos? Can reconciliations be made as each camp pushes the boundaries, or must we choose a direction at some point? If so, how soon? Crises can be averted and people can be controlled. But moderation in all things is foreign to human nature. I think that technology, the greatest good of the progress myth, will force a decision on a direction. But at the moment, in the absence of a forced question, try a thought experiment with me: If you had to choose one direction, which would it be? Can one navigate questions and issues paradoxically enough to embrace logic, the individual, and poetry, as well as hold in harmony the passionate and immanent together with the universal and transcendent? Cyric, diligent Celtic scribe, reclined under a tree at the boundary of earth and sea, one moment upholding the world with prayer by interceding for the people, and copying Latin grammar the next. All the while he composed poetry: Christ above, below, with and through—the praise of all Creation as chaos and its hosts are conquered in the holy redemption of all things and all people.
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