Monday, February 23, 2026
Not many people are curious. We’re not curious about what this puppy can do, if you will. We don’t want to put ourselves through the paces. Aren’t you curious about what’s under the hood?
Part of the thrill of getting a muscle car, I think, is to push the boundaries of its performance. What is pushing the envelope? It’s slang that comes from aviation. Pilots would push the limits of aircraft performance to test out what it can do. Sometimes they went too far, and the plane disintegrated. Womp Womp.
I guess you run the risk of pushing too far. How far will God go? How do we push those limits? I think we do that by being pushed into limit, forgetting who we are, and re-wondering about ourselves – what can this puppy do, again?
That’s what life is – re-wondering. Wondering is being in an envelope, and re-wondering is looking for the exit. It’s the whole premise of The Truman Show. Or, The Hunger Games. Where’s the loophole out of this body? Out of this life? I want to see what’s beyond. I want to know it all!
If you knew it all, then life would be insufferable. You might enjoy winning the lottery every day. Or having access to VIP-only lounges and clubs; but then what? You will have found your way to limitless material wealth. And there, you’d find limit. You’d wonder again, what it’s like to not know.
Whatever envelope you put yourself in, you’ll be curious about how to get out. And once you’re out, you’ll get curious about how to squeeze back in. That is until you recognize limit and limitless are synonyms separated by a forgetter. Just like death and life, or existence and extinction.
What a neat thing. We just move in and out. The envelope keeps curiosity alive and forgetfulness makes us re-wonder, Who am I, again?