ghost of cohosts past

of those narrow lines which mean more the less that they say, let's anticipate our necessary other with the idea that:

"the mouse, plus the cat, is the revised
and corrected proof of creation"

An old line out of most people's favorite revolutionary novel, Victor Hugo's Les Miserables, from a chapter with the magnificent title Que faire dans l'abîme à moins que l'on ne cause? But this isn't helpful; linguistically, it does not have the same ring. Let us render it readable to the reader, or ourselves, put more frankly:

What is to be done? Well, converse, so we don't have to find out what happens in the the abyss of its absence! The paragraph we pull from may illustrate the point in brief:

I had a major surgery yesterday, and so today I may leave the text as its own lesson. The things which stand outside us may still be in homeostasis with us - inside you there are two wolves; one a cat, one a mouse. Together, you are proof of creation, and proof that the world can correct itself. Buckminster Fuller would say "I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process—an integral function of the universe." Why not let yourself be as you be a verb — the verb that is "to be", as to be is a verb — not the cat, but the cat and the mouse together? The substantiation of a problem, to reality, and also, its errant and playful follower, the cat that chases after the self. The mouse, considered contextually and existentially, must outlive the cat, but the cat must give chase; so we outlive our pain and hardship, though it forms and shapes us as the cat does the mouse. This is my hope, wincing at pain and muscling through hardship, trusting that any human mouse can outrun its own cat. The pain of today may shape us, but we can also leave it behind in the past of today as we squeak out an existence in the today of tomorrow.