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Thursday, February 7th, 2008

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    10:28a
    Homunculous
    Oh, man, I'm blanking about what to write about. Whoah, yeah, I'm totally blanking. I found myself in a good mood this morning, and that's nice. I've been getting lots of synchronicities in my life these days, and sometimes I wonder what that's about when that happens. But it usually doesn't lead to anything; it's usually just a wave that comes and goes. Strangely, they've been really thick, and they come at me in this rapid-fire sort of way. And they seem to be more meaningful than previous waves of them. And then I think to myself, "What's it all mean?" and then I think it's stupid to think stuff like that, cuz it's really hard to put cosmic happenings into a nice, neat, compact, little human box of meaning. So, I guess I'll try and not do that, cuz it doesn't usually lead to anything. It's like, yes, there's meaning, but it's probably on a grander scale, or something along those lines. It's like, the wave of synchronicities I observe is really this teeny tiny fragment of a much larger picture, or something like that. I'm dumb.

    I must follow my new power animal into those other realms that I often visit but of which I'm unaware. It's kind of frustrating to know I'm always visiting other realms, but I don't know it. No, I didn't make that up; a reliable source told me, years ago, and it made much sense. But, it's tuff, too, cuz my consciousness doesn't go along for the ride, so how can I learn from these experiences that are happening to other parts of my psyche in these shamanic realms? Then I think about how dumb consciousness is, anyway, how it's really just the dumb, problem-solving part of our brain that really ain't all that tuned into universal consciousness. And yet, it's the only vehicle through which I know how to tell my own story. I wish that gosh-darn little homunculous inside me could join up with the rest, so we could really see what the fuck's going on.

    Then, I think, am I allowed to talk about power animals on the internet? But, then I realize, well, I met this one on the internet, so that's probably okay.
    10:44a
    Socks Knocked off, Part III
    From June 30, 2005 (on my dreamblog)
    Brain-Baby Man
    A man was pregnant; the baby was growing in his brain, so he had to get an ultrasound of his brain. It was growing just about where the hypothalamus is. Then one night, he woke up soaked in blood because he'd cut off one of his balls in his sleep. (The day before a friend of mine mentioned the Lorena Bobbitt episode, so that accounts for the last part).

    Now, lookit http://kennypittenger.blogspot.com on September 8, 2006

    Okay, I really need to stop pooping around on the internet.

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