The Jigsaw Puzzle of Life

Do you ever have the odd feeling that there’s something hidden beneath the surface of life? Something much bigger and more serious and painted with colors we’ve never seen before? From time to time, I have the nagging suspicion that there’s a lot more going on than we realize. We just can’t see it. Or perhaps we can only see little bits and pieces of it, and we don’t even realize what it is we’re seeing.

I’m becoming more and more convinced that life and the universe and everything in existence around and under and behind those two things is an immense jigsaw puzzle. Trillions upon quadrillions of tiny pieces scattered across time. A nearly infinite set of puzzle bits floating in a nearly infinite ocean of dark matter.

I think most people figure out how to put a few of the puzzle pieces together without realizing that’s what they’re doing. Certain rare people, the Einsteins and Da Vincis and Buffets and Jobs of the world, they suss out how to put together a whole lot more than the rest of us, but it still is only a drop in the proverbial bucket.

The problem is, I don’t think it’s just a jigsaw puzzle. I think it’s a jigsaw puzzle of a deadly serious game. A working, living, breathing game. Once some of the pieces get put together, you can play that part of the game. Something akin to Monopoly, perhaps, but you’re not playing for money or possessions. You’re playing for something else.

I’m not into all that secret knowledge, Masonic, Rosicrucian, Dan Brown sort of stuff. Rather, I suspect this is a secret that is so out there, actually an anti-secret, that we’re all too blind and self-focused to even see it. There’s not just an elephant in the room; there’s a whole universe in the room.