What

Gödel’s incompleteness theorems: no formal axiomatic system can be both complete and consistent. And so, unruly and unworthy humanity — with or without God — is stuck being either powerless or irrational. Who was I, to yearn for a scientific future? Who was I, to choose which way to pull the lever? And who am I now, to despair over a magical past now lost? But what is the past, and what is the future? Even if they exist outside imagination, how can we hope to move either way? So many years to my life were devoted to unknowable truths, to unsolvable problems.