SEEING WHAT I DON’T SEE

 Dear Human,

I guess I have a thing for looking up which always seems to land me lying on a bench somewhere. 

It’s a curious thing to watch the sky during the day and know that there are millions of stars and galaxies surrounding me. They are everywhere all around me. Right now I can’t see them. But they are there. I know this as much as I know that I am typing this letter to you.

And with this knowledge I can’t help but suspect that all the other things I can’t see right now but can imagine do indeed exist. Like God and souls for instance. Maybe they too are surrounding me like the rest of the universe that is hidden by the suns bright light. 

It does not seem rational that we just make things up from nothing. Reasoning would dictate that what we understand as a possibility must be a possibility. Imagination has to come from somewhere, perhaps some sort of memory or remembering.
I don’t know exactly how it works. Furthermore, neither does anyone. But just perhaps everything that I suspect exists does indeed exist. 

So where does this leave me? 

Lying on a bench under a tree, imagining all of the possibilities of all of eternity. It’s a pretty amazing place to be.

Love, Sheri
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13 Responses to SEEING WHAT I DON’T SEE

  1. Ralph says:

    lol. Does it work though Sheri ? 😉

  2. Thanks Ralphie! I always do! Best way to hide the wrinkles is laying flat on your back 😉

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