The creative forces of the universe have no end game. Evolution isn’t an intelligence that sits around thinking about what it will evolve into. It’s just the randomness that allows an organism to respond to change and thus survive.

It’s the same with us.

We can spend all the time we like making plans for our lives: what we will do, who we will be, how it will go. But chaos enters. Things happen that we couldn’t have imagined.

And we adapt.

We change.

We grow.

In fact, it is often our end game that gets in the way of growth. We are so stuck on what we wanted, we can’t see the other possibilities.

It’s like shopping for a dress when you already have an image of the perfect dress you are looking for. You never find that dress and you always end up disappointed with what you have. But when you’re out there looking with no particular thing in mind, just looking with an open mind, you will find it.

It’s like art. When art was locked into an end game and it was supposed to be realistic and look like the thing that was being painted, art changed very little for centuries. Then, art broke free of the end game. Impressionism, Surrealism, and the dada movement rejected the prevailing logic, reason and aestheticism of art altogether and embraced nonsense and irrationality. This rejection of the accepted end game brought into question the very nature of creation and what it means to be a creator. It also opened up space for an entirely new kind of thing.

It’s the same with life.

https://www.bbc.com/culture/article/20170410-the-urinal-that-changed-how-we-think