A Less than Helpful Conversation.

I had an interesting conversation with my muse whilst walking along Church Lane the other day.

‘So tell me again, what’s the purpose of life?’

‘It exists in order for the Universal Consciousness to fragment and experience itself through a platform provided by the interaction of the fragmented parts.’

‘And what’s in it for the fragmented parts, which I assume includes me?’

‘You get to experience those things which are at their most vivid in a dense material form.’

‘But I’m not experiencing anything vivid.’

‘No, I know.’

‘So what should I do about it?’

‘No idea.’

Lot of use she was.