So many things in this world are tantalizingly close, just out of reach.
Artificial intelligence, for example. I swear I could build an AI if I could just glimpse the spark, the key intuition, that would bring it all together. Once I achieved that, the rest would be mere details.
Of course, I have no idea if that’s true. But that’s how it feels. So I sit and draw AI diagrams, trying to imagine what it is that’s so close I can taste it, just on the tip of my tongue, something that’s out there waiting to be discovered.
Zen enlightenment is like this. So often, when meditating, I swear I’m on the verge of feeling it, somewhere inside or outside my head. Probably that’s nonsense, but the feeling is there. As if a thin, translucent veil hangs in front of my eyes, and if it could only be parted…
Why do I feel this way? Is there anything to it, or is it just basic human optimism?
It’s hard to say, maybe impossible. But as long as I feel that way, I have hope.
I wonder what Albert Camus would say about that.