I hate watching your bruised purple lips form the words “Violence is peace” as you beat incessantly on the drum that makes too much noise that disrupts my train of thought.

And I despise quiet afternoons by the lake and sunlight playing with the sky to create optical illusions of neverending rainbows after the slight afternoon drizzle.

Very very strong, you complain as the coffee burns your tongue. You blame me for the numbness it brings to you sweet sour bitter upon contact wtih your tongue, and you can’t taste the shiny golden marzipan, melted butter-and-sugar concoction, and it’s all my fault.

Tigers are never born man-eaters. They have to learn somewhere along the way that man is easy to kill, that the sharp pointy translucent attachments to their paws are meant to swipe at the human body with grace and accuracy. Once they learn their power, man shoots them from a polite and safe distance and hauls them into a cage in a zoo.

You look into the crystal ball to catch a glimpse of the future. You only see your reflection, though, the same blank expression, only this time, distorted. The want to know exactly what to do. I’m a ball on the pool table making my way towards the hole in a uniformly accelerated speed. Who pushed? The Universe plays us like billiard balls. We go along with the physics of it. Bump, grind. Chaos theory predicts, or depredicts. It’s the imperceptible imperfections on the pool table that makes the course. Frankly, I can’t bother myself.

Einstein said “Does god play dice?” and I ask Einstein, “Does god?” My theory is that, if god plays, anything at all, dominoes, chess, pool, dice, he’ll win. Does god play fair? Can he cheat? If he wins, is it really winning, or just a patronizing pat on the back. Descartes: if you believe in a higher power, does this higher power play fair, or should it play, at all, with us, with all of us, are we god, or am i just overanalyzing?

The Bible and Science teaches us a lot about doubting the origin of things. The paradigm shift caused by the Evolution Theory, and the other one (lesser in impact as compared with the previous) by quantum mechanics, all boils down to this: We’re here oh god we breathe in oxygen and we eat breakfast.

Three billion years ago oxygen was a harmful substance released by plants which threatened the earth as a deadly poison. Oxygen is corrosive gas, just like flourine. The Earth had an atmosphere of pure poison. Three billion years ago. Roughly.

Now, we drink it in. We need it in order to live. Think about it.

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