Today, I was finshing my last few mouthfuls and I really took a look at the strands weaved on the plate. There may have only been 5-15 individual spagets weaving their merry path of chaos. And I looked at the plate for a moment.
I wondered, could this be the inspiration for some Seuss-ian character system. Which of course made me wonder if there already was some mystical language that these letters in their mystical battle with chaos may have fallen into by some divine plan in the hopes that someone may read some important message of spirituallity or warning of danger.
I conceptuallized all the languages and messages that I may have never before spent the time to consider simply by looking in the most obvious of places. The mysteries of the unknown could unravel before me!!!
And a second later I shovelled the last of the Great Mysteries into my mouth and washed the plate.