Down a rabbit hole

No one understands every thing.
No one understands any thing.
Not really.

If any one understood every thing
Or even any thing
We would have no thing to think about.

We would sit and stare blankly
We would be all ‘whatevah’

We would never be all

Now who wants to live that way?

Down a rabbit hole and through a looking glass…

(This is part of a mental conversation I had with an imaginary person while I was doing some housework this afternoon)

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