Webster’s
defines entropy as “a state of disorder or disorganization, or a hypothetical
tendency toward such a state.” The
second law of thermodynamics states that an isolated system’s entropy never
decreases. In other words, when measured
mathematically, the greater the disorder, the higher the numerical number, the
higher the entropy. Now, my IQ has a
real hard time grasping all that but it is able to latch onto the Humpty Dumpty
example: Hold an egg in your hand and
the egg exists in a state of low entropy.
Drop the egg, and once the shell impacts the floor, the state of entropy
expands significantly. And here’s the
point: once entropy starts to expand, it is difficult to contain, much less
reverse. In plain English, it’s really
hard to put Humpty back together again.
And so here I sit in the still
of the moment. Alone with myself
assessing the “state of affairs” and thinking of entropy of all things. Because The Chase, at least as I know it,
perfectly reflects that egg that has become such a muddle on the kitchen
floor. And much like that king with all
of his horses and all of his men, the task at hand is to put good ol’ Humpty
back together again – minus the resources.
Some pieces of the puzzle fit nicely together, much like two adjoining
pieces of shell. But the yellow and
white pose larger issues as they slowly seep between the floor boards.
“Impossible” reverberates in
the silence. Unthinkable, impractical, unfeasible,
nonviable, and unworkable play off the walls of the mind and progressively
quiet into the distance. Entropy returns. Humpty as well. And he has a lesson to share – along with
that ever deteriorating mess on the floor.
He queries, “If you never attempt the impossible, how will you ever know
how far you can really go?”
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