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The Big Bang Anomaly - Existential Wisdom from My Kindergarten Brain

  • Writer: Gowtham Pisini
    Gowtham Pisini
  • Apr 21
  • 4 min read



In Japanese, a word called Komorebi usually refers to dancing light spots filtered through the leaves of a tree, creating a play of light and shadows. On many summers, I remember sleeping under a tree and watching the play for free.


Take a minute before reading the blog further down. Let's start by thinking of one common point between the below:


Light and shadows.

Day and Night

Life and Death

Matter and anti-matter

God and Ghost

.....




Any ideas?


For me, All of them were illusions.


Both light and Shadows exist at a time. An absence of one element creates the existence of the other.


Let me tell you a story -


While roaming through Kinnaur District in Himachal Pradesh, India, I heard a strange folk tale from a local.


Long ago, in a small mountain village in Sangla, there lived a woman shepherd named Kesa who protected the village by diverting an avalanche. She lost her flock and her life, buried under the debris of snow.


After 108 days, when the snow finally cleared, her body was discovered. Though she had left her physical form, her spirit wandered the village for many days after her death. Villagers believed she fought with nature daily to protect their home and ensure its prosperity.

Not long after, people noticed their cattle missing from shelters and heard the sounds of gushing avalanches at midnight, causing them to run from their homes in terror. The village seemed crushed by unknown energies, always in unrest. Yet strangely, for brief periods, the atmosphere would shift—becoming warm, friendly, bright, and light. They observed this pattern changed every 15 days.


The villagers believed these were all acts of Kesa. Some called her a ghost—a sudden change from Spirit to Ghost. Others built her a temple. They now release her spirit every 15 days following the moon cycle. During the first 15 days after the full moon, the ghost wanders throughout the village, keeping it safe from disasters. For the remaining half of the lunar cycle, approaching the new moon, they ring bells 108 times to call the ghost back into the temple, locking the doors at midnight.

They believe Kesa grows angry during these latter days and needs to be calmed. During the new moon fortnight, only one female shepherd may enter the temple. She entertains the ghost nightly with offerings of sheep, accompanied by drums and bells.


And the custom continues till today.


Reminiscing the story today, triggered a chain of thoughts that exists in nature and the history of age-old storytelling in mankind.



We've always been captivated by opposites. The scientific community, particularly physicists, builds entire frameworks around equal and opposite reactions. We launched rockets and aimed our tips at the sky. That helped us formulate many conclusions about classical and modern physics. If we have bigger glasses to observe, Every entity in the universe has an opposite counterpart.

But what if we're missing the bigger picture?


Imagine the universe as an infinite, seemingly stagnant river. Every conscious action—no matter how small or big—creates a ripple in this cosmic water:

  • An atom's vibration

  • An electron dancing and jumping to an excited state

  • The Big Bang itself

  • The birth of a star and the death of a neutron

  • Gases burning and mass fading

  • Even something as simple as my glance meeting my crush across the classroom


Each action sends ripples outward as per their strengths. When these ripples encounter one another, they create interference patterns—sometimes amplifying, sometimes cancelling each other out. Since we, ourselves, are part of these ripples, we observe only the surrounding patterns and build our scientific theories based on these limited observations.


Here's where the illusion begins: While it appears to be the opposite forces cancelling each other out at their intersection points are actually just different aspects of the same cosmic dance. When two ripples meet and seem to cancel each other, we label them "opposites"—matter and antimatter, light and dark, creation and destruction.


The opposites that we observe exist only because we're viewing reality from within one ripple looking at another. Even if we build a super duper computer to calculate the ripples and their strengths, I doubt it depicts the reality of the Great River.


Currently, with the advent of Quantum mechanics, a new realm of vision exploded. In the quantum world, your pizza exists in all possible topping combinations until you order. Schrödinger's pepperoni, if you will! While you see just one outcome, the universe keeps all possibilities alive in parallel realities. It's like the cosmos is running an infinite buffet where you're simultaneously enjoying and regretting every menu item.



Every f****** item on your infinite buffet is an illusion.

So the question is - Why is the universe running an infinite buffet? - No comments.


The stories of humans have always depicted duality in the limelight and non-duality in the same story but in the shadows. We consistently portray good and bad, drawing differences, making someone a godly spirit and another a demonic ghost. Yet in reality, both actually coexist together at the same time.


So how does it help us if we realize everything we see is an illusion?

Maybe, it makes us excited over the simple things and makes life calmer instead of running after existential questions. We can embrace the pain of losing loved ones keeping the idea that they are alive in some other life or a ripple, being able to listen to the cosmos and scroll Instagram for a little less time.


After all, this life is also an illusion—birth and death themselves.

Or maybe we are all part of some entity's illusion,

or my entire theory above, itself is an illusion.

Anomalies of our existence. Always remember and say it out loud to yourself. If you are a telugu reader, try listening to the below song in youtube.


|| ఎక్కడి మానుష జన్మం బెత్తిన ఫలమే మున్నది | నిక్కము నిన్నే నమ్మితి నీ చిత్తంబికను ||

|| మరవను ఆహారంబును మరవను సంసార సుఖము | మరవను యింద్రియ భోగము మాధవ నీ మాయ | మరచెద సుజ్ఞానంబును మరచెద తత్త్వ రహస్యము | మరచెద గురువును దైవము మాధవ నీ మాయ ||


Everything. Everywhere.. All at once.


"Advaitham"








 
 
 

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