I’ve always liked riddles of existence. One of the classics is, “If a tree falls in the forest, and there is no one around to hear it, does it make a sound?”
Of course, growing up a Northern Indiana / Southern Michigan redneck, our version was, “If a bear shits in the woods, and no one is around to smell it, does it stink?”
To answer both, I offer a simple limerick of the elemental understanding of spiritual existence.
There was a young man who said, “God,
I find it exceedingly odd
That a tree as a tree, simply ceases to be
When there’s no one around in the quad.”
“Young man, your astonishment’s odd.
For I’m always around in the quad.
So a tree as a tree never ceases to be
Since observed by yours truly, God.”
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