Sunday, September 7, 2014

Blame the 23rd

The next time you fail, blame the twenty-third chromosome pair. If you have one less, you're a rabbit; one more and you're a potato. It is the twenty-third that makes you human. 

Or, at least, on a short list of life that includes humans. But even that short list can be quickly whittled down because most on it can't, or don't, live everywhere - or (more importantly) recover less well from the mistakes they make. And by recover, I mean you recover. The others need whole generations to adapt before they thrive.

You are human. You can live everywhere. You can because you adapt, within your lifetime.

You are supposed to make mistakes. You learn and change what you do because you can understand what your mistakes mean. Embrace your mistakes. You are the only earthling that can embrace them, to change, and prosper without waiting for another generation to figure it out. You can move on where the others would simply suffer or perish.