Monday, December 2, 2013

Horror vacui

"For your birthday, I got you a box.
Hooray! It's empty, so you can
fill it with whatever you want."

-- Jarod Kintz, 
A Zebra is the Piano of the Animal Kingdom

Self portrait 12-2-13

"They gave Pandora a box.
Prometheus begged her not to open it.
She opened it.
Every evil to which human flesh is heir came out of it.
The last thing to come out of the box was hope. 
It flew away."

-- Kurt Vonnegut, Timequake

"The human life cycle ... evolves around the box;
from the open-topped box called a bassinet,
to the pine box we call a coffin ...
It should not surprise us then that the lowly box 
plays such a significant role in the first Christmas story.
For Christmas began in a humble, hay-filled box of splintered wood.
The Magi ... laid treasure-filled boxes at the feet of that holy child.
And in the end ... the Lord of Christmas was laid down in a box of stone.
How fitting that each Christmas season brightly wrapped boxes 
skirt the pine boughs of Christmas trees around the world."

-- Richard Paul Evans, The Christmas Box

Someone gave us a huge basket filled with many boxes of a bunch of different chocolates.
This box with the little peep-through window was full of chocolate-covered pretzels with sprinkles.
The boys ate all the pretzels.
So, the box was empty.
And you know how nature abhors a void.
(That's horror vacui to you Latin-speaking folks and Aristotelians.)

Some say that human nature abhors a void, too.
People will do lots of extreme, and dangerous, and crazy things to fill their void.
I do this.