Every so often I see ants in the yard. I don't know all the different kinds of ants, but some are small and black or brown, and others are red and larger.
When one of those small ants encounters one of the larger red ants, it must look huge to him. But from our larger human perspective, they're both so small we generally don't even notice them.
From a cosmic perspective, we're even smaller than those ants. We huff and puff about our very important tasks, and the cosmos takes no notice of us.
Somemwhere out in my back yard, a bunch of ants are talking: "Yeah, we've got a financing package in the pipeline for a mixed-use anthill that will be three-quarters of an inch high! That's going to really put this back yard on the map! We'll be in the big leagues for sure!"
Over in another part of the yard, a couple of ants are talking about relationships, and why they can't find The Right Ant.
The cosmos is no more aware or concerned about our comings and goings than we are of the ants'.
My thumbs are tired.
2 comments:
Maybe the cosmos doesn't care about us...or maybe we're how it looks at itself. Maybe it's going "ooohh, shiny" right this very minute out in your back yard.
i'm certain this is another lesson in the tao of things... the cosmos... ants... texting... i'm just not clear as to what it is...
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