Some things are said but never done.
If you know what I mean. And I think you do.
Some things are done and never talked about.
If you know what I mean.
We live life seeking pleasure and meaning. But we too often settle for something just slightly less uncomfortable. And more questions.
If you know what I mean.
We are fooled every day into thinking we are in control. When in reality, we are not.
If you know what I mean.
It’s hard to understand there are billions of opinions, laws, edicts, theories, declarations and warning signs. Each formed by human observation and experience over time. We build the tower of knowledge one brick at a time. With lots of coffee breaks. Thousand-year coffee breaks.
If you know what I mean.
It’s hard to believe that when you look up into the sky you are seeing the distant past, hundreds of millions of stars that don’t exist anymore. They burned out long ago.
If you know what I mean.
It’s hard not to believe that your own opinion is the correct one when in reality it may not be. Or, it may be that there are many correct answers to a question. Or, that the answer is that the universe is both finite and infinite
If you know what I mean.
It’s hard to believe our own star — the sun — will burn out too, and its light may be seen by someone, some being, (another version of ourselves), a million years later, a million miles away. Eating pizza. On a coffee break.
If you know what I mean.
We are billions, but we are connected. By the roar of the machines we make, by the blood running through our bodies, by the inexplicable violence against one another, by the definition defying qualities of love.
If you know what I mean.
And I think you do.