Sometimes when I am picking my
nose and it is particularly satisfying I wonder… In the entire history of the
universe and the infinite number of possibilities is this one thing amongst many
that the universe wanted to experience. And here I am, as part of this
universe, processing this totally unique experience as part of the infinite
possible set of things in one of an infinite number of possible universes.
It brings to mind a photo I saw
once of a man who, in the act of copulating with a chicken, had been unfortunate
enough to be hit by a falling rock from a cliff. Both he and the chicken were
dead. What rotten luck. What unfortunate timing. Caught in the act by
nature. And a photographer in the vicinity too. But maybe, just maybe, that
was another experience that the universe wanted.
Then I am reminded of the biblical quote “With God, all things are possible.”