Sunday, February 11, 2007

numero uno

mood: slight despondence.
state i'm in: unable to understand.
tune: beanfield "close to you" (maurice fulton remix).


it's a sick feeling when a parallel universe, once yours before a tangential shift, succeeds without you; you can't stand it. when you have to be the centre of the universe, how do you cope with there being more than one universe? you cannot be omnipresent; if only, for a time.

thoughts go round and round in your head. you wish you could transcend space and time and return to that universe. but you could not stand it anyway, for it was all "a pile of dog shit".

transactions can be made between one universe and another; we call them 'lessons from our past'. you make withdrawals from a parallel universe or two all the time. but these transactions are not enough. they afford you the wisdom to make a decision in your favour, but they do not bring with them all you loved about your where you once were, now the parallel universe. when, in fact, not all was dog shit in that time, there is forever a feeling of longing.

nevertheless, you think you're now over it. and you can give the slightest smile in the direction of the parallel universe, as if in approval, and happiness that events have been favourable within it, even without the input of your (apparently) divine wisdom.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hmmmm, a postmodern physicist - interesting! What to describe the context because I can sort of understand what you're trying to say ^_^

Anonymous said...

seems a little vague ? just say it.........

JaredH said...

some things are harder than others to say.