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Jul 16, 2025, 06:26AM

Trite Ruminations or Trivial Pursuits

The universe is a tricky place to navigate when you don’t know where you stand spinning the compass on a rocket to nowhere.

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In a few days, the earth will spin faster than usual. I don’t think anyone will notice. If you’re reading this, it already occurred. Although it’s happening again soon, if you care. If you’re still following the info in the world game of useless information, then know this is irrelevant. The earth moves fast enough. If it suddenly stopped turning, anything lying around that ain’t tied down will hurtle into the sky. Not an enjoyable way to start the day. Keeping up with the Joneses in this fast-paced, high-energy environment. A chaotic scene where scientific technology and artificial intelligence meet.

It goes too fast. Put on the brakes. Who’s really trying to achieve that level of accelerated speed anyway? The imperceptible turning globe spinning on its plastic axis may be standing still. Break the sound barrier with a sonic boom. In 1977 a radio signal from deep space was detected and received at midnight. It lasted 72 seconds. Nobody knows what this message meant. At the time they named it a “wow” moment.

The recent discovery of a massive underground ocean 375 miles deep, found within the earth’s mantle. It’s larger than all the oceans on the surface of the planet. Approximately three times larger. That’s a lot of water. Is the cup half-empty or half-full? The cockeyed optimist would say half-full. Naysayers would argue it’s half-empty. Who’s disagreeing here, and why does it matter? Sixty percent of the human body is water. We drink the same water that dinosaurs pissed in. Water, elixir of life. Is there anything wetter? The source of all living creatures and organisms. We’re all wet. Go with the flow.

Others have said we’re just dust molecules bouncing, repelling, and randomly moving around in thin air. Why not? It’s magical watery alchemy. The sky doesn’t care. The rain makes me cry. All the minutiae of facts, figures, and unrelated data are meaningless. There’s overwhelming evidence that nobody knows anything about what’s going on. In a nanosecond everything could change, and then what, another distraction? Still grasping for straws and needles of truth as advertised but only getting more platitudes of the same.

The combined trivial trivia is the accumulated knowledge of useless unintelligence. Or simply knowing nothing at all. Particularly when it comes from nowhere and goes no further. Therefore, forget everything you ever thought you knew or believed in. Ask the birds what to do. Inquire what is known from communing with trees. Question the sky. Get answers from the river source. Tell the clouds what is going on. Sing loudly to the sea. They know all about it.

Still looking? Look no further. Finders keepers hide-and-seek. All’s revealed in due time. Don’t venture into the unknown until you arrive. There’s nothing at the end of the next destination. The secret language of the sphere's celestial map will be your guide. What came first before you got here? Measured time in incremental moments of now, and then before, later. You can jot it down so you’ll never forget. Soon enough after that it will become clear. That is how to get by without delay, being there in future progress.

If reality is a construct, an artificial intelligence simulation, who’s pushing the buttons? An infinitely flawed process that makes it all up as we go merrily along. Good or bad is no difference. What a great way to get there, never leaving the comfort of the cranium's hideout. The hollow walls of a crowded head filled with stagnant, noisy nonsense.

The wipers don’t work, and the fog’s too thick to see whether you’re coming or going. Headlights cut through darkness. The universe is a tricky place to navigate when you don’t know where you stand spinning the compass on a rocket to nowhere. Stomp the pedal to the metal and get gone. Headed for a hard way to go. Who wants to know? That is how it works when finally getting here or leaving over there in the first place. Don’t ask me. I’m riding shotgun. It’s a long road trip to find wrong answers for questions never asked. I thought you knew.

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