Mmmmm... pancakes

If you went to a fast food place and got dinner, then took it home and found only an empty box, you'd probably be annoyed. Maybe you'd make it a point never to go back to that place.

But we are surrounded with piles of empty boxes, and it often never occurs to us stop acquiring them. In fact, we seldom even look in our boxes to see if there's anything in them.

Here's the consumerism box: empty.

The capitalism box: empty.

The socialism box: empty.

The 'Am I hot or not?' box: empty.

The career goals box: empty.

The self-esteem box: empty.

The righteous indignation box: empty.

The religion box: empty.

The 'What's in all these other boxes?' box: empty.

Eventually, you'll discover every box is empty. So then what?

For me, the answer is, "Have some pancakes."

But what about the pancake box? Empty, of course.

So, if the pancake box is empty, how am I going to get pancakes?

I just go up to the counter and ask for them, and they bring them out to me.

"Wait," you may say. "How can the pancake box be empty if you're eating pancakes?"

Open your philosophical conundrum box and see what's in it.