We are Zeros and We are Kings

Dear friends,

Enough with the serious talk. I just want to point out a couple ideas and then wrap this solstice with a few words of grace.

First, the temperature of space is minus 455 degrees Fahrenheit, give or take. The distance to the nearest habitable planet, assuming life is mostly like us, is around a billion and a half miles. Basically, we are flying through the infinite emptiness of a freezer. So, what are the odds? What is the probability that we exist at all? I did the math and it comes out to exactly (using the standard rounding error) ZERO. There is absolutely no plausible explanation for me being here to write and you being there to read. So....

Party up folks! As far as I can tell, a freaking miracle is all we are every moment of our lives. Life is just a thin smear of slime on the ball we call earth. AND, in my humble estimation, we should recognize this by showing love and kindness to every other freaking miracle we see everyday. That's it--lesson for today. Your mission is to recognize this simple fact and act accordingly. Hug your peeps. Smile a ton. Love and kindness. That's it. Don't forget. Peace on earth...

And just to make it all crystal clear, this is called

Here and Then

With shared genetics the sons, the daughters of forgotten kings race light on their miraculous feet, gaining elevation in time's wake, streamlining their beings with devotion. Dross lost. Crucible purification process completed, back flip into oblivion. Heirs to the thrones invisible gone.