So graceful.

When we hear or read any nerd-talk about

Random Variables,

Complex Systems,

Chaos Theory,

Nonlinear Systems,

Turbulence, etc., we run. We like everything to be nice and

predictable and

linear. Take a look at the

tern in the photo. A tern's life and flight is anything but

*predictable* and

*linear*. Yet, she maintains her grace.

Randomness means a lack of pattern or predictability in events. But

*randomness* is a problematic concept. We take a dice roll to be

*random*.

Is it? Assuming it is, we can calculate the

*probability* of a given outcome of throwing two dice over a large number of trials, but that does not tell us anything about the next pair of numbers. Despite all the math-talk, the fact is, we still don't even know if

*random* is "random", or simply "unpredictable". It may turn out that there are no

random processes at all. Take for example the expanded digits of

pi: 3.14159265358979323846264338... which go on forever. Any section of those digits seem to be

*random*, but we're know they're not because they are the digits of

*pi*. When we do know of

*a process that appears to be random but is not*, we call it a

pseudorandom process. It could be that everything is

*pseudorandom*?

Here is a question worth lingering over. Why do we worry about "unpredictability" so much when we don't even address the things we think "we know for sure"? Do we really need to

*predict* the

*unpredictable*? Maybe we should just embrace

*uncertainty* as the tern embraces turbulence, and make constant little corrections here and there.

The best way to comprehend

Zen is

zen (absorption); To experience life, rather than just reading about it and studying it. And the quickest way to extinguish

cognizance is to anguish over what is

*unpredictable*. Can one really have foreknowledge of what is worth knowing?