I would like to be able to explain, clearly and articulately, the synchronous nature of life. For example, I am absolutely buried in college essay right now as my students all jockey for position and line themselves up to get into the best schools and programs of study. I am reading and re-reading tales of their trials, tribulations, successes and near failures (can’t really admit to failure when you are talking to Yale, now can you? Of course, Yale took ‘W’ in, so they really owe us all a big one in hindsight.) And as I read these essays I remember what it was like to be thinking about college… and I love it. I am not envious in the sense that I want to go back in time, but it is a really fun thing to experience vicariously. At the very SAME moment that I am surrounded by all of this… I am meeting someone (semi-randomly) who went to UCSD at the same time I did, and who I think I may know, but I am not sure. And it is total college flashback of a different sort. But regardless of those little details… here are some other oddities: He lived in Mexico – so did I and you all know how I feel about Mexico. We lived blocks away from each other in Del Mar. He lived in NYC after UCSD and lived in the SAME building on the Upper West that one of my dearest friends from Petaluma (!) lived in for years… and I was there… passing in the halls? I dunno, but it gives pause. Now he lives in my old stomping ground in SF and travels to HK for work where I will meet him.
I don’t care how cynical you are. That shit is WEIRD.
Something else I want to do is finally finsih my Robbie Williams Space Alien blog. Maybe this weekend. I think it has potential to be awesome (though it is a bit datyed now, I started months ago) but considering it now, it is also evidence of freaky synchronicity.
Maybe it is all because I used to really love that song…
With one breath, with one flow
You will know
A sleep trance, a dream dance,
A shared romance
A connecting principle
Linked to the invisible
Logic so inflexible
Yet nothing is invincible
If we share this nightmare
Then we can dream
If you act as you think
The missing link
We know you, they know me
A star fall, a phone call
It joins all
It’s so deep, it’s so wide
Effect without a cause
Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause
I also want to hit the road again… can’t decide if I should go back to Bali… to Sri Lanka… or to Vietnam. Will haveto decide soon I imagine.
in the midst of all this wanting lie all the things I get to do:
- Read essays
- Drink too much coffee
- Read more essays
- Play with my iPhone (yes, Eden, I do want to marry it)
- Go see silly country music played by stoners dressed like yokels in Wan Chai
- Go to Oktoberfest – Hong Kong style at the horse races….
- Read some more essays
- Do some more yoga
- Sleep – well, actually, I might not get to do that….
No matter, a star fall, a phone call… it joins all.