Blink

It is another day, no denying that. I have woke once again to the infinite possibilities of time. Who knows what will happen today? The sun is up. Light and heat stream from an impossible distance to warm a planet coalesced out of star dust and teaming with life despite our wildly inept mismanagement. Big bang or God’s finger, both are astoundingly improbable. Our existence makes as much sense as a moon made out of cheese. Yet here we find ourselves, notwithstanding our best efforts to the contrary, masters of the planet, still pretending we have all the time in the world. It’s been life as we know it so far, but it is becoming life as we don’t know it. The Arab Spring, Fukushima, The Yellowstone caldera, global warming, who knows? Time will run out before we know it. We’ll blink and it will be gone.