I have twisted concepts about the reality in which we all live. But then again don't we all? I often wonder why I am comfortable with everything that goes on in the world. Horrible things happen everywhere, all of the time, and I am oblivious. My state of mind locks me into a position to believe that it is all under control. That there is an organized pattern everything seems to be under the influence of. I came to the conclusion long ago that everything is the way it is because perfection is in order. We ourselves are not perfect, but, we are part of something that is. If the construct of the cosmos was off in the very slightest way, a huge rock could have slammed into the planet to wipe us out long agobut it didnt. Not to say that it wont. So.I think we should enjoy it all while we still can.