Universe

I was thinking about darkness today and our obsession with it, obsessions with authors such as Bukowski and Burroughs.  I thought long and hard about this and wondered why all the hub-bub.  My theory is that the universe is childlike, yet people wish to feel adult.  To be adult is almost to be godlike.  I don't actually find there to be anything wrong with this ideology.  I, myself, being a writer, crave adulthood.  For some reason adulthood feels both more responsible and less.  We desire independence, i suppose.  And as far as parent-child relationships go, i guess that's healthy.  I just have the half-baked sense that the universe is childlike.  The actuality is probably somewhere in between.  Don't know.