Synchronicity.
First off, we should be clear on what synchronicity is.
I stayed up rather late last night, and my alarm refused to go off.
I had psych class at 11:10. I woke up at 11:10 and nearly didn't go to class because I'm useless when I just wake up.
But I go anyway.
We were talking about Jung today, and we broached the idea of synchronicity. And I stayed after class for about 10 minutes (waiting for other people to finish talking to him) to ask my teacher about more reading on Jung. So I leave the building, and I run into my favorite teacher up here and a huge influence on my art in general, who had been on sabbatical all spring and I haven't seen since December. He and I shoot the shit for a minute or two.
THEN--not 30 seconds later--I run into my friend Rob, who I never get to hang out with and haven't really been able to talk to since April. And he bumped into a friend of his that he hasn't seen in months. And then the three of us go back to his place to smoke before a student concert. I know I generally never smoke pot, but this was the rare exception.
And we went to the concert, and it was spiritually pleasing. I am very happy. And I have Subway for lunch, which makes me even happier.
See... as far as smoking goes... I don't have many friends who smoke and get intelligent.
I like exploring the psychospiritual stuff when I'm inebriated... most pepole only want the escapism, the "getting fucked up" feeling. I like how it pulls me deeper into my own awareness. Maybe I'm wired funny, though.
And when I smoke with asshats, it just stresses me out. Especially if it happens at my place, because they tend to break my stuff. So I imagine that the environment helped greatly. And we got into interesting topics before the show. I am pleased.
I hope my whole month goes like this before I have to move away.
I stayed up rather late last night, and my alarm refused to go off.
I had psych class at 11:10. I woke up at 11:10 and nearly didn't go to class because I'm useless when I just wake up.
But I go anyway.
We were talking about Jung today, and we broached the idea of synchronicity. And I stayed after class for about 10 minutes (waiting for other people to finish talking to him) to ask my teacher about more reading on Jung. So I leave the building, and I run into my favorite teacher up here and a huge influence on my art in general, who had been on sabbatical all spring and I haven't seen since December. He and I shoot the shit for a minute or two.
THEN--not 30 seconds later--I run into my friend Rob, who I never get to hang out with and haven't really been able to talk to since April. And he bumped into a friend of his that he hasn't seen in months. And then the three of us go back to his place to smoke before a student concert. I know I generally never smoke pot, but this was the rare exception.
And we went to the concert, and it was spiritually pleasing. I am very happy. And I have Subway for lunch, which makes me even happier.
See... as far as smoking goes... I don't have many friends who smoke and get intelligent.
I like exploring the psychospiritual stuff when I'm inebriated... most pepole only want the escapism, the "getting fucked up" feeling. I like how it pulls me deeper into my own awareness. Maybe I'm wired funny, though.
And when I smoke with asshats, it just stresses me out. Especially if it happens at my place, because they tend to break my stuff. So I imagine that the environment helped greatly. And we got into interesting topics before the show. I am pleased.
I hope my whole month goes like this before I have to move away.