My mind is a flexible object.  It wanders around … and joins with things I can’t see.  It often settles on the new and strange.  Like today …

Here are three musings that have come my way:

1.  Everybody has a head

Each one is nicely centered on the shoulders.  You can’t miss it.  The head appears to be the boss of the body … but not always.

It’s absolutely consistent so far as I walk around Ghent.  No headless citizens or tourists.  I think it’s a good thing.

2.  How did I get in here?

I appear to be inside this body.  I look down and to the left and I see my left foot.  I certainly don’t see your foot.  If I look straight down, I see my chest.

How come I’m in here?  Who did this?  Did I have a choice?  Could I have opted to be a tree? 

And actually … why am I inside anything?  Couldn’t I just be floating free, in time and space, not centered anywhere?

Having said all this, I’ve become used to this particular body.  I like it.

3.  How about the universe?  Does it end somewhere?

Everything starts and ends.  I’m looking at a marvelous Oriental vase. Here, I’ll show you:

You see the gold and the two people walking. That’s the vase. But the red isn’t the vase … it’s the wall.

Could the universe be the only darned thing that never ends? And if it ends, what is outside of it?! Oh, my poor brain.

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Just sayin’ …