Let me tell you a story about a man with a logical mind. He shall be referred to as “He” henceforth.
There lived a curious man who was never satisfied with simple answers, he always sought something deeper in every simple answer he got. Perhaps He never stopped asking questions he couldn’t stop asking questions. He was ingrained in the belief that there is a scientific/logical reason for everything that is, that was and would be. He believed the stones were hard for a logical reason, the plants were green for a logical reason and that the dog trust man and would protect man for a logical reason. He never stopped seeking for an explanation for everything that is, and everything everyone does. The only reason things are yet to be understood was that we don’t yet know the logical explanation for it, according to him.
He was a logical man to the point that he questioned everything questionable. He questioned people’s actions, he questioned nature’s flora and fauna. He even questioned his own actions, thinking, feelings and his questioning. He was inquisitive, sometimes reach a crossroad where his own logic would seem insufficient enough to be convincing to him. He would either ruminate over it or push it aside for another day when he is ready to dissect it. When he sought judgement from others concerning this crossroads, he is left in a state of misgiving or dissatisfaction. He believed everything can be explained on its own without a prerequisite for “belief”.
Life was a jigsaw puzzle to him. Everything required careful analytical thinking would lead to a logical explanation valid for every instance of that thing. He never for once believed, some things cannot be explained. Or perhaps there isn’t just any logic explanation required for it because a logical explanation destroys the essence of it. This to him was an intellectual laziness, which he described as a lackadaisical attitude or an unwillingness towards finding the truth.
He went through life smoothly with this thought process, able to navigate life with happiness. He would always seek a logical explanation for everything he encountered, good or bad, and would find it. This makes him not to suffer the emotional pains associated with his experiences because when he is supposed to feel terrible, he looks for an explanation and then the terrible feelings goes away using logic. From the perspective of an onlooker, he seems rugged and able to take anything life throws at him. He also seems thrilled unusually. One would expect someone to experience dark moods they cannot control occasionally, but he always seems to logical break everything down, eventually feeling no pain at all. His life seems enviable to an average emotional person.
But there was something that troubles him, which doesn’t trouble an average emotional person.
He could never understand or explain the complexities of both human (and animals) emotional connection. Each time he tried to be logical in his understanding of human emotional connection he would hit a dilemma because it made no logical sense. He would watch how two lovers always showed interest in each other’s life. How a partner’s happiness is tied to the other’s happiness. His only explanation for this was that it was evolutionarily helpful for the survival of the species. Why would a partner grieve for years after the death of his/her partner? He couldn’t explain what evolutionary advantage that would be. He couldn’t understand why a significant other would just want his “mere” attention if she needed nothing tangible in particular. He also couldn’t solve the puzzle of a mother deliberately aborting an unborn child since that wasn’t evolutionary helpful. He couldn’t connect with his fellow men on an emotional level. An emotional connection doesn’t even have any meaning to him other than an unnecessary “want” by a human to release pleasure hormones in the brain. He couldn’t understand loyalty between two romantic partners. Spreading genes among multiple partners made more sense to him.
His friend made it known to him that there are aspects of life that a logical explanation for them will not be logical, ironically. This just didn’t settle well with his inner self. It was just too simple for him to accept that “well, it’s not just logical, let’s accept it that way”. He believed there is something missing that is required for it to be logically explained. The missing piece of the puzzle was a lack of adequate knowledge, shortcomings in intellectual capacity to comprehend it. Could it be an unwillingness to admit a fact staring at our face because we don’t want it to lose the meaning we have given it? He would never be freed from the dilemma as long as he kept approaching those emotional things logically.
Perhaps he was right, perhaps life was all a jigsaw. Perhaps his friend was right, perhaps some things are outside logic. Perhaps they were both right. Maybe there is a logical and a “non-logical” explanation both valid for some things in life. Be the judge.