Trying to make sense out of non sense.

We are creatures that seek order, or, perhaps, some kind of ordering principle, in our lives? Hence religion and other ‘belief’ systems.

I read somewhere that the human mind is basically a pattern-seeking device, and that when ‘intelligence’ (in its most ‘raw’ form) is ‘measured’, what’s being measured is the capacity to find patterns.

So: Do we tend to seek (and/or *see*) patterns even where none exist?

I think the last ten or so years of my life have been an attempt to impose some kind of order on what often seems like a chaotic, random and completely disconnected series of events; to *attempt* to understand how my behaviors, beliefs, thoughts, etc., may or may not have shaped such events, so that I could avoid having it happen again.

I suspect that the people who are most ‘successful’ in life – that is, reasonably content with their lot, and able to get a majority of their ‘human needs’ met?

Are those who are basically able to say, about nearly *anything* that happens in their lives: Shit happens.