I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist. All the rest, I saw, is merely what pushes me, or what I push against, blindly—as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back. I create the whole universe, blink by blink. --An ugly god pitifully dying in a tree!Poor Grendel. Even monster's feel the heavy hand of Quantum reality.
I can relate looking quite the monster myself as of late. Though I am a pretty monster living in a tree. And I like the bumpy things that I bump off of...they are my friends, my wife, my breath, my life. Bumpiddy-bumpiddy-bump. And of course none of it may be real...including me! What fun! What a Zen epiphany!
