Yes, and well, folks, the joke is on us. Let us, for a minute, just for "shits and giggles," propose that there is a Creator, a Higher Power that conjured up this whole shebang. Let us posit that SHE decided to name it "Universe." And what are the main animating ingredients that she hot-wired into her little creation?
Ever-changing. Always morphing. Always moving. Ever-spinning. Always confounding. Befuddling. Wondrous. Life popping up in unlikely places. Death comes to all. Energy. Everything is Energy. Transformation. Everything transforms. Everything is Everything.
Ok. It's sort of a joke. We have pulled the Joker's card. It's a joke on us. On all that lives. Our "Creator," well, it's safe to say, SHE is a "joker, a smoker, a midnight-toker." She must have been high, and then well, she set this kooky thing up and let it fly.
You know, it's bit overwhelming, and sometimes super-sad and tragic, but then again, life, who wouldn't want to give it a whirl?
And then, just because we can, we choose Hope, Hilarity & Good Cheer. I mean, hell, why not?!
