A Pondering Mind

Found this in the email.
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I gaze at the brilliant full moon. The same one, I think to myself, at
which Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato gazed. Suddenly, I imagine they
appear beside me.

I tell Socrates about the national debate over one’s right to die and
wonder at the constancy of the human condition.

I tell Plato that I live in the country that has come closest to Utopia
and I show him a copy of the Constitution.

I tell Aristotle that we have found many more than four basic elements
and I show him a periodic table.

Then I get a box of kitchen matches and strike one. They gasp with
wonder.

We spend the rest of the night lighting farts.