Beyond the colors of visible light,

beyond the sources of invisible light,

beyond..

there is the source of all laughter.

 

It is the absurdity of not-knowing,

the unbelievability of that which has never

been believed before.

It is the wordless exclamation of

recognition which comes before understanding,

and of discovery which comes before expectation.

 

It is the sound that follows the statement,

“There are a hundred billion galaxies

each with a hundred billion stars,”

or which resounds when

the dog sticks his nose in a bowl of ice cream

and sneezes in your face.

 

Same laughter. Same source.

Same sound. Same resounding.