From Sunya To Purna

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There is an interesting point in this video. While we understand that the past, present and future all converge to now, the question is how can we apply this knowledge? Modern science including Quantum Physics has come to the same conclusion what our philosophers understood. For example, Einstein's General Theory of Relativity creates relationships between Gravity, Space and Time, such that it postulates a continuum to an infinite point of singularity. We know that there is a concept in Quantum Physics called Higgs Boson or unofficially “The God Particle.” It refers to the smallest division that the Universe creates. Now we are looking things that are billions of times smaller than an atom. Following this, it seems like it can be done to infinity. 

So we can conclude that essentially we and the known reality around us is composed of matter that converges to an infinitive point, which is a Singularity, or the Supreme Being we call God. By virtue of this singularity there is complete connectedness between us. 

Carl Sagan had said that we are made of star stuff...the nitrogen in our DNA or the calcium in our teeth were made in the interiors of some collapsing star. From outer space we see the Earth like a tiny speck of dust, hurtling through space and all of this within an even larger void of all consuming nothingness. In this wilderness, it is an eerie feeling that our lives are utterly meaningless, and to which we desperately try to give meaning. 

But all is not lost, as we are not as insignificant as this. As our physical beings are made of the same star stuff present in the galaxies and our known universe, our subtle and inner being is part of the same creative force that caused this entire creation in the first place. We may not amount to much on this speck of dust called Earth, but we have the potential to evolve and merge with the same creative force that brought us to life. It is the evolution from shunya to purna.

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