This reminds me of something Pratchett wrote about the issue, that we shouldn't really be surprised if the deepest mysteries of the univserse doesn't make any "sense" to a species whose brain for the vast majority of its existence was mainly preoccupied with telling the other apes were the fruit were. The fact that we understand so much as we do is a marvel. And with "understand" I don't refer to being able to crunch the numbers, but actually get an understanding of the concept.

I know that light is both a wave and a particle. I can do the numbers on that stuff. I've done the experiment when you shoot laser light at a wall and get a fuzzy red point on the wall, and then put a grating in front of it and instead get a number of separare sharp points spread all over the bloody wall. Even if I understand the process, it still doesn't make any kind of sense to me.

Even things we usually think makes sense, like gravity, is often more that we've gotten used to the senselessness rather than actually understanding it. It took years and years for me to understand gravity even from a Newtonian point of view. I had my apple moment when lying on my back on a counter with my head down the drain, observing the water running "upwards". I was actually not trying to get a deeper understanding of the universe, I was just thirsty and drunk. But there you go.

Peak oil is not an energy crisis. It is a liquid fuel crisis.