We don't. We take “regular things”
for granted,
But how much of life is weird when you
think about it?
Stuff cannot occupy the same space, can
be hard, is nearly empty.
We drink the same water as dinosaurs
did (though they had plenty).
The most highly, precariously evolved
animals on earth
Live in great hives like the meanest,
thoughtless insects.
And time? It's a puzzle inside a
paradox inside a huge freakin' mess.
It moves like the Flash and Mercury had
a kid on an acid trip.
We eagerly take money, made out of
trees, for it,
The ultimate in natural, unrenewable
resources,
Despite knowing, sure as oil, that
we'll never get it back.
We are not currently researching a
man-made substitute.
And how about the human personality?
They're like us – seven billion and
all weird.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, you
can predict future acts
Based on careful observation of a
person's past,
Except when you can't.
What's up with that?
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