Sir Percy Longshanks (ii),
February 27, 2011
Though I am a terrible baker, I will indubitably attempt to bake a batch of brownies. Though if my house goes up in flames, I will blame you.
One day, if we meet, I will teach you how to draw camels. And elephants. But I thank you for euthanizing your camels, not-humps humps sound quite painful.
Unfortunately, I have to take Bruno’s side in this argument. “Nothing” or I guess emptiness does exist in the world. Did. And Does.
For example, right before the Big Bang. When Time didn’t even exist. Nothing.
Or the number Zero, I guess. In my head that’s the embodiment of nothing.
Or perhaps something more poetic? Have you ever been to a concert, a classical music concert? Well if you have, do you remember that moment at the end of a piece? That pause, that moment of silence? When its like the world is holding its breath, just for a second?
That’s nothing. A beautiful, perfect nothing.
May your camels rest in peace,
Our Lady BonBons