teddy

My dear father comes in at the end of this bluesy day weary and tired as daddys usually are--but bright with that shining light that comes to his face when he finds out something brand new about life death and universe--and tells me that somewhere in this crazy universe a bunch of crazy scientists have figured out that it was naturally possible for the seas to be split open--moses style. app. you need either a tsunami or a great storm--but it is not impossible.

i laughed and told him it was all made up anyways so what was the point of spending billions on research, and he--always knowing twice more than anyone i've ever met-- of course made sense out of it by a line of very scientific historic sociological arguments in favor of looking into these things, then almost as a poet, he lifts a hand and says

"I believe science will keep advancing until we're gonna come to that spot where you open up--and there sits god"

and he smiles magically and leaves my room
leaving me thinking that was one of the best things i heard in a while