Confounding certainty

Entropy is randomness, uncertain, confounding. Physics doesn't seem to be random, yet it accounts for entropy. It claims that entropy is a measurable physical property.

Life is entropic and not. It is paradoxical and not. It is measurable and not.

There is an ardent need for clarity, but our understanding and expectation of clarity is inherently subjective.

Time and space are combined constructs. The higher the speed of an object, the slower the time it experiences.

However, experientially, the more boring your task, the slower you do something, the longer time drags. The more excited you are, the more fun you're having, time seems to be sped up.

Yet, we are certain and have proven very evidently, the mechanisms of time.

We are certain, that physical life as we know it, ends. We're certain about so many confounds that I'm certain we exist in an uncertain reality.

After all, isn't reality nothing but projections from a million little synapses in the flesh prison—the brain?

What comes after, perhaps, maybe not be so certain or confounding. Perhaps, what comes after is all and nothing.