(Source: Helminadia Jabur, Mount Bromo)
I learned a new word today: aleatory.
It means dependent on chance, luck or uncertain outcomes.
It reminds me of this quote by Bill Bryson (note: I highly recommend his books):
“Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result -- eventually, astoundingly, and all too briefly -- in you.”
- Bill Bryson, A Short History of Nearly Everything
A Short History of Nearly Everything articulates the aleatory element in life. (or, in slang, it's pretty fucking incredible we exist)
