Chaos is from the Greek word Khaos, meaning, “gaping void”. The void from which all things developed into a distinctive entity, or in which they existed in a confused and amorphous shape before they were separated into genera. In other words, Chaos is or was “nothingness.”
It comes as no surprise to me then, that chaos so heavily associated with feelings of distress and panic. Because when we cannot find a meaning or a reason or an understanding we are left with only chaos. And the more we seek to know, the more we try to understand and learn, the more we realise, our knowledge of this world is very minimal, we truly know nothing of this world. When we were born we were promised the world, and yet we grow old and we find we are entitled to nothing.
Our lives are created in chaos, so we create things to give them order, to fill the “gaping void”. That large hole in our stomachs that we try to fill with our vices, addiction and sex, knowledge, pain, food, religion. Things.
We are born with out reason, into a world that has no need for us, so we give ourselves reason, we convince the world it needs us, or at least we convince the world it needs us.
So if you truly understand this then you must understand that your god, in another mans drug addiction, your eating disorder is that other mans car collection. We are all just people, lost and suspended, in chaos.