A universe of sarcasm
So then, what woke me up this fine morning at 2:00am.
And dogs playing.
And a cat who is insisting that my closet is his new home. I have the scratches on my hand to prove it.
The Tiny Terror doesn’t like sharing his desk space with Chilly Coon Kitty.
I’ll never understand cats, however; I might have a shot at understand Karma.
Here is the definition of Karma according to Merriam-Webster: “The force generated by a person’s actions held in Hinduism and Buddhism to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person’s next existence.”
That started another
eternal internal conversation. I won’t bore you with the details of that particular train wreck…followed by a mudslide…and a few dozen boulders.
- March is going to suck. I mean REALLY, REALLY suck. I’m talking internet trolls/workplace bullies/people who judge the outward me without knowing the inner me. Not that anything they say is going to be true — just that everybody with a brain is teetering on the edge and all it is going to take is one push for the veneer of civility to burn away.
- In 2022 (if I live through 2021): Reality is going to undergo a redesign, where science and re-imagining is stretched so far outside that box called “rational thought”, I’ll be looking at my comfort zone through a rearview mirror.
Me: What is Karma?
The universe/God/whatever: You reap what you sow. Whatever goes around comes around.
Me: I sorta figured that out already. Can you be a bit more specific?
Whatever: You always wanted a black cat. You got what you wanted.
Me: He enters the house for breakfast and dinner. When it’s cold, he steals my chair. If I want to pet him and he doesn’t want to be touched, he redesigns my hand.
Me: I’m not a picky person.
Whatever: (echoing silence)
At that point, I made the decision to fetch a bit of Stash decaf Earl Grey tea with 2 tablespoons of raw honey, and a piece of organic whole wheat bread with all natural peanut butter.
Why can’t the universe give me a straight answer?
Perhaps it was a black cat in another life.