We then discussed the upcoming dog park in Mount Shasta, and Adrienne had made a collections jar that she took to the Pet Wash, and she said it was an “apocrothary” jar. I said “apothocary.” She corrected herself. I said it was no problem, and that such mispronunciation just showed the moo treening of a munctioning find.
So the morning was off to a great start, and the coffee pretty good.
As we discussed our theories of life and the meaning of meaning, I had a brainwave. In the (probably foolish) hope that you might find it as stunning as did I, here it is:
Probably all of the blunders that we make and all of the confusions that we experience come about because of the creatures that we are.
That is, the creatures that we are are exactly liable to make those particular blunders and experience those particular confusions. So what we are actually seeing is nothing but the cosmic dance unfolding, perfectly and just as it should, for creatures such as we are.
This means that there is nothing wrong here. Maybe it works out swell for us individually, or maybe we suffer and die. But there is nothing wrong. This is the perfect unfolding of the universe for exactly the creatures that we are.
What you think, kemo sabe?