L.O.L.

"Life Outa Luck"... Isn't it strange to think there could be those out there who've reached the end? Not a physical one... but... they've just been pushed down for the last time. Out of luck, last chance gone, hold your breath and close your eyes... thanks for coming. Reading through the Hitchiker's guide to the Galaxy, interestingly enough, has altered my view on life. Yes... Improbability Fields and Bistromathics are of course superb, but just think... what if... I'm *not* actually the most important thing in the universe? I mean honestly... to think of space as something so mind bogglingly big (and so on) that if you were to fully comprehend the enormity of it, the insignificance you would experience would be enough to crush all spirit and will within you. Then... holding that vision in one hand... zoom into a small speck of nothing in the other... magnify, and again... and a million times a million times again. And the universe you're now looking at in your other hand belongs to the person standing next to you. But... there's something odd here. No, the drapery doesn't clash... rather, they're not the centre of it; you are. And to weigh these two perspectives, one in each hand, really makes the mind flurr and glurry. ...an infintesimal nothing, (in the greater scheme of a mind bogglingly big (and so on) universe), and yet having the ability to be everything to someone else. An unexpected bit of luck. Another chance. A fresh breath and new sight. A new opportunity. What a fantastic opportunity for *us!* *smiles at the irony* What a marvelously made universe we live in!