Infinite
Another one from my bus thinking sessions…
I think I’ll call it ‘The Moment Of Infinite Possibilities’ – I’m sure better hands than mine would already have crafted something far superior for the concept, but bear with me.
I’m looking out the window at this absolutely serene grey-blue sky completely covered in layer after layer of clouds and a green canopy or two below it. And I thought to myself, ‘If there was one moment where anything was possible, this would be it. If only I can make this go on forever, where everything can always come true…’
Now don’t blame me for sloppy thinking, but there’s something about the combination of rainy weather and good music that puts me in a very deep state of relaxation. I have this theory about rain and western philosophy.
But I’ll cut this rant here and quote The Guide…
Incredible though it may seem, it is in fact possible, that the strange and terrible history of the planet Brontitall – where Arthur Dent, Ford Prefect, and Zaphod Beeblebrox are even now falling out of the sky onto curious and aggravating birds, admiring surprising large statues of unexpected people – i.e. Arthur Dent, exchanging hostile words with alien soldiers with inexplicable limps, and generally having a fairly peculiar time of it – may yet admit of some form of explanation. Furthermore it is possible that this explanation will have more than a little to do with the mysterious “somethings” or “whatchamacallits” of which the bird people refuse to speak. On top of which, it is also possible that Lintilla the archaeologist – who may possibly turn out to have an almost impossibly strange life story – may play a major part in the uncovering of this explanation. It is even possible that pigs will fly – or that everyone will live happily ever after. In an infinite universe everything, even ’The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy’, is possible.