god bless this mess

Life's messy. Man, is it ever.

I recently had the notion that messes have the potential to be incredibly productive. This seems counter-intuitive though, doesn't it? I often feel like I can't get anything done if there's an overload of clutter or too much noise in the signal. I don't like mess; but I think I need it. I think maybe you do too.

The thing about a mess is that there are hundreds of thousands of things that are just dying to help you clean it up. I suppose it's not the actual mess that is the productive space, but it allows for an unstructured and creative attempt to put things into some kind of order. Sometimes disarray is its own kind of order, and that's where the unexpected often comes from. You never get anything unexpected from a totally lossless system - there's just no room for improvisation.

But then again, on a macro level, the planet is a lossless system... right? But I think that's because there are so many organisms out there who are really good at cleaning up the messes everything else leaves behind.

What does this have to with the big guy in the sky? Well, I'm not sure. I have a funny relationship with Him, it's true, but how does a deity deal with waste? What day is garbage collection in Paradise? It's Tuesday at my place, but sometimes I forget to take it out and then I get black ants parading through the kitchen.

So, if its a matter of the what the great creator does with his compost, I think I know: He dumps it on the floor and lets the ants have a party.