In 1994 I wrote a song that asked “what if god was one of us”. Twenty four years later I have no answers, only questions.
What if the worst was true? What if the best was true? What if neither, what if both? What if some random electron decides to inhabit that remote section of its Quantum Probability Curve resulting in total collapse of the universe we know? What if The Big Bang was really a Slow Burn? What if Lee Harvey Oswald shot JR? What if Coke really is The Real Thing? What if Tide really does get your whites whiter than white?
What if I stay in bed? What if I get up and have some coffee? What if I call home and no one answers? What if they do? What if your doctor was right, what if your doctor was wrong? What if Mick still can’t get no satisfaction? What if I really am he as you are me but we really are not all together? What if we are? What if all things really must pass? What if they don’t?
What if Mary’s little lamb’s fleece was not white as snow?
What if I forget to brush my teeth this morning and brush them tonight instead?
What if ‘what if’ is nothing more than a wormhole created by the unknowably random and complex network of neurons we call the Human Mind?
What if all of this matters, and what if none of it does?
