Give a subjective notion The Breath of Life, as if it’s within your power to do so. Pretend that this thing, your pet idea, exists in tangible reality, even though you know the idea is merely an idea, with its most substantial attribute its name!
It’s easy to do. Take something you think about a lot. Luck. Do you think about luck a lot? It has a name. Good. You can plug it into the system here…now you pretend that this thing, your pet idea of luck, is really real; so real you can hold it in your hand.
Now hand it over to me. Let me hold it for only a second—oops!—I dropped it. It’s broken. Let me try to fix it—whoa!—sorry, I stepped on it and crushed it. You gave it The Breath of Life, and I destroyed it. No worries. Luck is a man-made contraption anyway. It’s only a name we give to good things happening. The problem, of course, is that we have to be able to recognize when good things are happening. Even then, luck doesn’t materialize.
Sometimes it’s helpful to use your good eye. Don’t be ashamed. Squint the other eye and glance at the dessert table. That’s where every good meal comes to an end. It’s where good things are happening. We don’t call anything there luck, though, we call it “pie” and “cake” and “eclair”. Luck still doesn’t materialize. Luck is only a name. The Breath of Life might be fun to make pet ideas seem more real, but it doesn’t decorate like cake, it doesn’t taste better with ice cream on the side like pie. It doesn’t even melt in your mouth like a decent eclair.
Funny though, that if something doesn’t exist, it can never be destroyed.
Now I’m utterly destroyed.
Plif!
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