Read! Not enough engage in this primitive activity in a time called now. A few years before my vessel was jettison I came across a paperback in the local Barnes & Nobles. I stood and started to read. 132 pages and about a hour and a half later the book was completed. Instead of finding a nice chair in the corner I stood, leaning against the bookshelf so compelled that comfort was the last thing from my mind. Far from a speed reader, at times ten pages seemed to go by in a cool minute. Chapter by chapter a new world was slowly revealing itself. A world where I was but just a spec of dust calculated within the realm of probability. Pause, Look up, relax my eyes. These miniature moments much needed so not to overheat, not to lose my collective cool, and not to allow buckling of the knees. The pressure to ponder, the wisdom to wonder, new ideas make my world go round. Grounded by gravity but yet I float at the same time. We all levitate putting our faith in a blue planet along with a star whether we realize it or not. I thought for sure by now one of the employees would have told me to either buy the book or leave, not realizing the power of epiphanies. Occasionally my concentration was broke due to some random consumer getting a little too close as they searched for a book. Probably a gift for a friend or a parent that would eventually wind up as table top coaster. I would mutter, "get a gift card." My face right back into the book as they glanced over not sure if they heard what they heard. Their confusion led to my clarity as they departed the aisle. I wasn't trying to be cruel but I was in the midst of a thought experiment. I continued on. If light is possibility, and the universe was completely filled with everything possible, it would have been brighter than we could ever imagine. Now if God had created all of this knowing he was the highest power, what more would he have to prove to himself if all that is possible he had created and accounted for? His own death and reconstruction? So he decided to committed suicide. The universe became a very dark and cold place with a couple specs of light, us, the stars, the gases, etc. We're all just pieces of God's debris, that is according the author of this book who happens to also be the creator of Dilbert. A couple chapters later and this skinny paperback came to a close. How refreshing it is to experiment with thought. With no money or plastic in my pocket I had to unfortunately part ways with this reading. Oh, but I shall return. I did, along with the thirteen or some odd dollars it cost. I have since recommended this book to all on my journeys. Those a little less open minded and confined within the pages of another book try to explain that this is a completely absurd notion and teeters along the line of blasphemy. I, like the author never claimed this to be truth or even that this my belief system. Instead I was merely sparking conversation that didn't have to do with the same old topics that get bland after awhile. Just new food for thought. Those who try it, I hope you enjoy the taste.
Flying through new thought constantly expanding towards the future ..
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