Dear God #1
“Deserve” is a strong word but I do think good things should happen to me. If goodness isn’t the point of the universe, what good is it?
Bad things happen to decent people. Decent things happen to bad people. Really bad people. There doesn’t seem to be much rhyme or reason to it. Maybe we just haven’t seen enough. Maybe things were better in the past or will be in the future. Lots of people cling to ideas like that. I’m not sure though. I’m uncertain.
I guess that makes me normal. Only maniacs, madmen and prophets walk around certain all the time.
Story is the best way I can comprehend it. A thing with a beginning, middle and end. The universe fits that description. Seems to at least. No way to really tell from where we’re standing. Scientists have sophisticated ways of not-knowing; mystics have beautiful ways of not-knowing. We all have ways of coping with the mystery.
Maybe we’re just in the part of the story where things look bleak and right around the corner is the big emotional lift that justifies all the prior suffering. Just like in a good blockbuster. Part of the problem is our imperfect memory. We’re not seeing the whole movie, only scenes. Our consciousness is episodic. Maybe if we could binge the whole thing, we’d understand the arc, we’d see how incredibly good it all is.
In the meantime, I guess we either stay tuned or switch off.