I’m a fish in an ocean. I flow from one end to another. I find connections where I don’t expect them to bloom. One part of the ocean is vastly different from the other but it’s still a part of the same mass. Versatility in the vast expanse of water can co-exist. From the kind of microorganisms that float in 1000 cubic meters of the ocean to the variations in salt concentration. From the change in temperature to the difference in depth of the sea floor. While one portion might be crystal clear, the other might be dense with dust particles.

The differences and names given to each section of this mass of water are all man-made. We establish those differences. We establish those territorial borders. For a tiny fish in the ocean, it doesn’t matter. For the magnanimous blue whale, it’s a playground to plunder. One portion might be more conducive for existence than the other.

These borders don’t really exist. If I am a fish that decided to swim upstream instead of downstream, I can do that. There’s no physical force to stop me from doing that. The only real barrier is my will power to go against the grain. Do I want to float around within the same 1000 cubic meters of water for the rest of my life or do I want to explore a space 1000 miles away from me? It’s my decision.

Do I want to stagnate my growth by completely adapting to one set environment or do I want to change the game in order to catalyze the evolution of my species?

Change is the only constant. Change is the only factor that spins the wheels of progress and evolution. This is the gateway to a better world. For me. Maybe for you too?

This is my raison d'être. To grow by shifting the landscape. Constantly. To some that might mean less stability. But the most powerful and potent reactions arise from pushing the status of stability. “Change the status quo,” in the words of a very wise man.

The reaction may potentially be devastating. An unstable reaction maybe powerful enough to destroy the whole world as we know it. That small window of instability gives rise to new compounds and releases unimaginable amount of energy.

What fun would it be to live in a world where every second is the same as last? What would be the joy if everything worked out as planned?

It’s funny how most of our lives are dedicated to making sense of the chaos we are surrounded by. We want to experiment with controlled reactions. We want to label everything that can be labelled. We can’t stand the fact that we don’t know what lies ahead in the future.

We plan and plan to the minutest of details. We want everything to be as we imagined it to be. If it isn’t so, we get thrown in a state of flux. We don’t know what the other end of this state will look like. That makes us uneasy. What if this is the end? But is it ever?

Does it matter? Does this paranoia help us in anyway? How do we make the best of this state of flux? The answer to the last question is what truly decides our fate. Fate – the heavy word that we fear.

Did we surrender to the forces of the Universe and its natural attempt to return to the original state? Or did we fight it with every joule of energy to enforce the state we wanted?

That’s where the magic’s hidden. The secret sauce.