Catcher of Light & Thought
As I bounce across peaks of blue and green in a vessel made out of a tiny tin can, my brain gets a ticklish sensation at the junction of curiosity, awe, and puzzlement. The sky is lilac, the ocean turquoise, not a cloud is in sight, and through the ocean dart spears of sunlight. Same as everyday. But today, everything seems clearer, bolder, sharper. I try to figure out why the light is swirling around me in such different eddies than every other day. No clear difference comes to mind. Could it be slight changes in the humidity? A few minutes difference in time of day? The position of the tides? These are all half shit hypotheses. From my observable perspective, there is absolutely no difference between today and any other day. But from my tangible experience, each little wave of light is dancing to a rhythm unique to this very moment. In fact, no matter how similar things appear from one day to the next, not one single iota is the same. Never ever again will I be in this exact space in the universe, observing these exact light waves, with this exact state of mind.
I think our brains groove to a similar tune. From every observable perspective, the molecules that make up who we are seem to be fairly consistently arranged from one day to the next. We look, smell, taste, feel, and sound pretty much the same from breakfast to lunch, monday to tuesday, yesteryear to whenever when. Yet never ever again will our brains be saturated with this exact concoction of chemicals which cause these exact emotions, sensations, and thoughts to arise in this exact pattern. Therefore, we should never deem our current perspective on our own lives or on the meaning of the universe as irrelevant. Each perspective is a little capsule of time, space, light, and thought. Each capsule is perfect.