The Reason Train

So the earth is good. Life is good. Things do what they will do, what they always have done and what they always will do. We mean nothing in the grand scheme of things. Babies are born, children discover, people go to work and then you die. This is all just a blink of an eye. I look back through 26 years of life. I realize it is all cycles. It all comes in waves and ripples, like the ocean. “Everything comes and goes, marked by lovers and styles of clothes”, so says the wise Joni Mitchell. Like the random spiraling debate patterns of someone I know. It’s all confusing, it’s all chaos, and most of the time, much of that is fine. It’s a chaos that either we have grown accustomed to, or that we have always known. But then there are these moments, few and far between, like stars, where things become clear. The world slows down just long enough for you to grab the end of the reason train and let it whip you around in it’s wake for a while. Of course you cant hang onto this forever and eventually you will have to let go, but for that instant or for those moments, life is good. Life is cotton candy and kittens, and sex and laughter. And it becomes clear that perfection exists only in moments. It is the perfect moment where you look around and see your friends laughing and smiling. You look up and the stars are twinkling. You look down and the ants are crawling, not biting you, just crawling over you. Then someone tells you you have a nice smile and you realize things are good. Things are perfect. These are the moments that make the whole thing worthwhile. All of the heartache, and longing, and pain and suffering. This is the spot, this is the moment. This is the crescendo of the day’s song. The multiverse can do what it wants. Here is now, and now is good.