Order vs. Chaos

Moving house for most people is a long and tortuous affair.

If one has a demanding job as well, will find that living in unpacked boxes wasn’t as bad as first thought; as we are adaptable creatures and, over time, can just about live with anything, almost anything.

Really, for me, this is the real torture. Chaos in the day to day is not good for the soul, certainly not mine. Scavenging, tripping and searching for the wine opener in a sea of cardboard boxes can and will lower one’s expectations of the world, not to mention one’s sense of self.

My thought today was our world, (at least the current way our society is set up) pulls us into a never-ending battle to put Order into Chaos. Paper at work piles up, dishes at home seems to appear of their own volition. One does the clothes washing and by the end of the week the pile looks as if you had ignored the washing for a month. Who wears these clothes anyway? Who uses these dishes when one’s back is turned? And why is there so much bloody paper?

Organization and cleanliness go hand and hand.

The image in my mind today that refused to go away, (like a popular song that plays in your head over and over) is the sight of rising dirt and filth; that are true battle on earth is to maintain a modem of cleanliness and order: dusting, vacuuming, washing, wiping, mowing, shovelling, shaving, scraping, piling, stacking, perfuming, sweeping, waxing, trimming, clipping, creaming, plucking, polishing, shampooing, flossing, brushing, scrubbing, exfoliating, and picking…

Our true battle in life is to stave off filth, put order into chaos; otherwise life becomes uncomfortable, unbearable and insufferable.

To live in filth and chaos is unthinkable according to western 21st century values.

The earth cleans itself by showering and causing new life to grow.

And, after a good rain, the scent and feel is that all is clean and rejuvenated.

I do not know where I’m going with this idea, other than cleanliness and chaos has been on my mind today.

A clean car, room, house, and office reflects the mind of its user, that is to say, a clean and organised office reflects an ordered mind. The same goes for one’s house and car: a clean and serviced vehicle reflects an owner whom appreciates order above chaos. The again, a cluttered desk, dishes continually piled in the kitchen and a filthy, faulty vehicle due to neglect reflects at least a disordered mind if not hinging on neurosis.

All said and done, however, we are to some degree in an on-going battle against rising filth and chaos.

It’s just the way of this world.