Finding Positivity in the Abyss

     In a world driven by logic and clarity, mysteries often evoke a sense of discomfort, leading us to perceive them through a negative lens: you never know what's going to happen next.  Why then would Nick Carraway, the narrator of The Great Gatsby, perceive Gatsby as "gorgeous" when he is one of the most mysterious but well-known characters?

    Mysteries spark curiosity, encouraging us to explore the unknown and expand our understanding. The Mars rover, whose name is literally "Curiosity", helped us find signs of potential life on Mars through the discovery of key molecules.  Landing such an advanced piece of technology on Mars is easier said than done, but this illustrates how powerful the will of self-discovery can help lead to a broader perspective on life.

    Acknowledging mysteries humbles us, reminding us of the vastness of the universe and the limits of our understanding.  The humbling nature of mystery opens the door to empathy and compassion since we all struggle to understand the world around us.  It fosters a sense of unity and relatability when we discover others who have the same viewpoints or theories that we have.

    Mysteries enlighten our journeys of life, adding meaning and excitement.  Embracing the process of discovery is what advances our imaginations, a contrast to the harsh realities that no one enjoys yapping about.  Nick is aware of the struggles of his time in the 1920's, but his interesting encounter with Gatsby allows him to look through a different lens of mystery and hope.




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