Sometimes, I think….. that I would like to know some of the grand secrets of the Universe.

Like what.. you ask?
Now how the heck would I know?  They are secrets.
But then… I think…. maybe I DON’T want to know those secrets.  Maybe, my little human brain couldn’t handle how incredible and elaborate things are….
Truths. Conspiracies. Theories. Wonders.   Like Roswell. Or JFK’s Assassination.  The Pyramids or Easter Island.  E=mc2.  Bigfoot.  Bermuda Triangle.  Donald Trump’s Hair.  Atlantis.
Or what about …. those things that we cannot sense as humans.  But every now and again… we get very small glimpses of.  The other worldly.

And then I look up and see the ultimate and fragile beauty of the apple tree.  So simple, and at the same time… so complex.

It is in those moments… when I am pretty sure….  I’m better off NOT knowing those universal secrets just yet.

As sure as God made little green apples.

And I’m not even sure about that.

“Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.”  ― Arthur C. Clarke

“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”  ― Marcus Aurelius