The Rag Doll Theory
This is the first part of my series God’s Fingernail, which digs into this scraping urge I feel to map out some obscure parts of existence I can’t seem to get out of my head. This first part is about the loneliness of not belonging.
Since the dawn on time mankind has tried to justify its existence, which seems easiest once finding a purpose for living, and fulfilling said purposes (I do realize this is easier said than done). Humans are curious animals, and we’ve always seemed to asked one question above all: why?
As a restless soul myself, I can relate. To give myself some peace of mind, I have after more than a decade of tossing and turning, coined a term to describe the internal struggle of looking for balance in your existence. It’s a hypothesis I like to call the Rag Doll Theory.
The Rag Doll Theory is simply enough explained. It’s the idea that everyone belongs somewhere, despite how torn, lost and shredded one may feel. Every person belongs to a number of other people. As we all originate from the same organisms, we belong together despite the ocean of time and evolution that has passed, since we shared the same source.
The Theory is based on the premise of a cell being repeatedly split up into tinier structures that form new life (that a liver cell can consist a cell that used to be an eye or a plant etc), making human life smaller and bigger at the same time, ripped and torn and searching for someone similar. It would also explain reincarnation and the multiplied growth in human population.
Assuming cells, our personalized building blocks, are being repeatedly split, could be another reason why some people feel incoherently lost, serving as a proverbial Hayflick limit. (In case the Hayflick limit is unfamiliar, it’s the number of times a cell can be divided until division eventually stops; and with each division, the life of the divided cell gets shortened.)
“Soulmates” could therefore be explained as people whose cells once belonged to the same human organism. Perhaps the underlying human motivation is to find these people. Don’t we all want to feel like we belong? And if you want to find something you’ve lost, isn’t it easiest to retrace your steps?
Despite evolution, human nature has basically stayed the same for our brief 10.000 years of existence, and nature still holds a firm grasp over our lives. It also has an impeccable affinity for symmetry. Repeated throughout science and biology like parallels between mythologies and ancient legends from cultures set worlds apart. There are stunning similarities especially concerning creation and destruction. Symmetry is a vital idea across the world: that every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
Assuming the Rag doll Theory is possible, there’s approximately 107 billion dead people, some of whose cells you likely shared at some point, and 7 billion living at this very moment, some of whose cells you also share; how can you possible determine which ones are worth searching for?
This is where my hypothetical – in lack of a better word – magnetism kicks in. Looking at Japanese folklore, people leave a kind of spiritual fingerprint on their houses, for example (the popular and terrifying movie The Grudge is based on this idea). Considering that people have left prints on their surroundings since the dawn of time, from cave paintings to pollen to the age lines in tree trunks, then perhaps it’s not too unlikely that you can leave some kind of prints on your cells as well.
Much like the principle of radiation, the cells most exposed will feel most of the impact, and those later divided cells will strive to be paired i.e. whole again, since nature adores symmetry, and because of the primal magnetism pulling them together.
This psychic life is the mind of our ancient ancestors… As the body is a sort of museum of its phylogenetic history, so is the mind. There is no reason for believing that the psyche, with its peculiar structure, is the only thing in the world that has no history beyond its individual manifestation… It is only individual egoconsciousness that has forever a new beginning and an early end. But the unconscious psyche is not only immensely old, it is also able to grow unceasingly into an equally remote future.
/ Carl Jung
According to Sufi philosophy, the conscious should be considered a cup, and the unconscious should be considered the ocean (much like Freud’s euphemism of the tip of the iceberg – again, symmetry). How could the whole ocean possible fit into a cup, seeing as the ocean is collectively nature, unconscious Reality as well as God?
Once the individual learn to lose the limitation of the cup and therefore freeing him/herself, it can be reunited with the ocean of being. Although a return to the water seemingly means a loss of identity, it gains the permanency of the everlasting ocean.
In conclusion, the Rag doll Theory is the idea that everyone belongs to someone, but that it’s probably several people of different creed, race and age, and that these people will rotate around each other until the end of days. True happiness can only be achieved by finding these people and unconditionally welcoming them into your life, however briefly. Isn’t it a romantic and sad idea?
Seeing as it is a nearly impossible mission, there are ways to push the search along; to ease this quest, or at least not make it harder. It’s learning to be truthful to oneself, and the humongous accomplishment that is in itself, with the subconscious forces of the self as well as the added complications of the soul and its cosmic past.
Let’s presume the soul and mind is an ancient part of our bodily existence, and wonder if souls perhaps can contain more than our individual experience. The past, whether it’s organized or chaotic, would be ever present in our subconscious.
And it just makes me wonder, if past and present braided be – how tightly are the strands tied, and how far back can we trace them? And what exactly might we find in this ancient past of ours?
We’ll find out more in part two, where we look into the beginning of our time. Some would call it Creation, other would say the Big Bang. I just say, that’s where we started then, and that’s where we’ll continue now.
What do you think? Is this wishful thinking at its best, or is there a slight possibility we might belong to certain people? Let me know in the comments below!
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