I don't know quite why I've been in this mode of contemplation recently -- maybe it's because I lost my father. But hey, everyone loses their father eventually.
But as you go about your day, the laundry, fussing about the stain on the shorts, what to fix for dinner, did you ever contemplate that we are the only sentient beings in the universe as we now understand it? Sentient only meaning that we're conscious of our own existence, aware that there is a past and that there is a future. Having amazing powers to change OUR universe, as not even our fathers and mothers knew, let alone their parents.
It can be quite frankly frightening. I really don't know why it's attacking me now, maybe it's getting on a plane halfway across my universe, maybe it's dealing with death and life, but please, for all our sakes, while the laundry is on, take a second to realise how precious just being able to think about how precious everything is.
For me. No joke.
A little scary to contemplate! I'm not convinced we're at the top of the universe's food chain. Sometimes I think humans are too stupid for words...
ReplyDeleteMaybe the chickies will take over the world. I doubt that would improve things. For starters, there would be chicken poop everywhere.
Hmm . . . there are chick psychologists . . . perhaps I could recommend Doctor Barbara? (Sorry, she only has one name on her business card).
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