Morning Randomness.

Three considerations have been impressing themselves into my thought processes this morning, whether I want them there or not: one question, one notion, and one suspicion.

1) To what extent am I the human known as Jeff Beazley, and to what extent am I the consciousness that’s using this mortal machine as a temporary host?

2) Life as a human being seems far too short to worry about whether it has meaning or not.

3) The human brain is as capable of understanding any credible concept of ‘God’ as a single leaf in a forest is capable of understanding the complexity of the earth’s whole physical environment.

I don’t think they’re in competition.