Crossword Coincedence
Sometime ago there were a bunch of rather bored metaphysical scientist who got a rather sizable sample size of human beings and made them do crossword puzzles. They made them do the puzzle in the daily paper regularly for half a year, then they made them do the puzzle in the daily paper that belonged to yesterday (yesterdays paper as opposed to todays paper) for the next half a year. The crossword puzzle that millions of other people had already done, and their scores were improve by a significant, un-ignorable margin.
Today out of some weird metaphysical coincidence, I bumped into Jan. Jan. Of all the people in the world I could bump into, I bumped into Jan. I was leaving the mall when he entered at the main exit. It wasnt like we were browsing in the bookstore, or waiting for each other at the caf, hoping that one of us may eventually turn up (apparently he did just that this afternoon. He had some an almond croissant lunch at the caf, thinking, what the hell, maybe Ill bump into her).
Id spent a rather long while browsing through CDs at my favourite record store its got very current albums at super great slash prices. (I personally think its a very good business model. Ive never known a CD store that got me to purchase more then 2 cd-s in one visit) And as I was leaving the mall, we caught sight of each other, and got rather excited about it.
I thought Id never ever see him again, and the night before I was just telling my sister what a pity it was that he was so damn good-looking and not ever coming back to Singapore. Apparently tomorrow is his last day here; which makes the coincidence even all the more what-a-friggin-surprise. And to make it even weirder, he was in Vietnam for the last two weeks as well, and visited the same places I did. What was even odder was that hed apparently spent the full-moon in a small coastal town in Vietnam, which was what E and I had done, although we didnt go there because it was full-moon (because a lot of people did. Theyve some sort of very charming ritual where they float little paper lanterns down the river). I reckon only one full moon as passed since, so it must have been just about the same time. God damn it is weird.
He remembered just about everything I told him, down to Ethans nationality and the Art school I want to go to. For a near one night stand spent one afternoon and one night with him- I thought it was pretty damn good. He just called me and asked me some more weird questions about my life and got me to tell him how good looking he was again. I thought he was pretty nice on the whole. Any guy that calls me just to talk to me is nice, not many of them do it (up to the point where Im not very comfortable talking on the phone sometimes).
What are you doing tonight?
Im packed, but if youll agree to give me a blow job I can make arrangements
Youre weird. I think youre a really decent guy, and hell you are really decent; maybe its just me. I mean, what with asking me to bring a cucumber over the first time I decided to go over to your place, and always trying to get me to give you a blowjob.
He is nice. The first time I told him I wouldnt bring over a cucumber, and he shouldnt pressure me into anything I dont want to do, and he didnt. Up to the point where he suggested sitting on the couch for dinner if I felt uncomfortable sitting on the same bed with him.
Hey, so you had sex three times a day everyday while you were with your boyfriend, and noe you havent had sex for a week, and youre really horny. So tell me you masturbated with me on you mind last night.
Jesus. I wasnt masturbating with you on my mind last night. I was thinking about you, and talking to Tori about how good looking I thought you were, thats all. But I can jill off to the thought of you tonight if you want me to.
So how good looking do you think I am.
Youre really just calling me to stroke your ego, arent you. Well, you are very good looking, one of the best looking guys Ive fucked. The rest were just cute, or charming, or statuesque. Youre good looking. Although I did think you gained some weight.
No way! (He sounded really outraged and proceeded to repeat it a few times). You honestly think I gained some weight?!
I think you had too much for lunch when I met you. Anyway, Im kidding. I just can bear to proffer compliments without some er constructive criticism. Im kidding, honestly.
I asked him if he got another girl in the meanwhile and he said he did. She had picked him up at Insomnia a few days ago.
So you going to see her tonight?
Nah, got too much stuff to do.
Well, Ive told you so much about my life, its your turn. Tell me something about her.
Shes nothing to talk about. Not as whacko as you are.
Youre lying. Youre going to see her tonight because she gives blowjobs and I dont.
Of course I was just kidding.
Got to go jog now, I got a really cool new pair of magenta X-country Nikes, and The Gotan Projects CD to work out too.
***
Godly Speculations...
I thank God that my life is so pleasant to live.
I thank the fact that there is no God, therefore my life is so pleasant to live.
I thank Destiny for alloting me a pleasant life to live.
I thank Myself for giving myself such a pleasant life.
Who ever says anything but the first statement?
Everything the brain of a normal person can do has a purpose that enables her to live conveniently. Certainly the ability to believe in God makes life alot more convenient for most. Before modern science, no one knew that conciousness was really just some mechinics of human biology. That means theoractically, the soul has been around much longer then the fact that there is no soul, and that the soul is simply, really, only neurons passing on electrical impulses. The fact that we know what the soul is composed of doesn't deny the fact that there is a soul.
I think there is a reason for believeing in God. I'm not too sure which God though, I've no idea how I can find such a violent act as the cruxification tender, but I do.
I've believed in God all my life, and I've never said, I have only myself to thank for the life I'm living. I am quite pleased with my lot in life really, but cannot say I thank my way of living for the goodness and diversity in my life, simply because shit can happen if I live my life the way I want. But I believe that shit hasn't happened because I believe in God.
Until I don't believe in God, but my life still carries on smoothly, then can I say that.
There's not much of a point I'm trying to make really. I just noticed how people don't often thank themselves for the good life they are living. Perhaps because they'll always suppose they can do more, or because they think it's not yet that good. You can chide yourself for not giving yourself the best, but you can hardly chide God. I know people do it, I've done it, but that's only when things are obviously bad, not when things aren't as good as they could be.
Maybe it's allright to believe in God because it makes life more convenient, maybe it's allright if it makes you feel like a more satisfied person.
***
I was talking to an old friend from the church I was from today about lust. And it occured to me that everyone should indulge in it, simply because it's such a human thing. And on the cosmic time scale of eternity, you're only going to be human for so long, and something else for far longer.
xoxox
Sometime ago there were a bunch of rather bored metaphysical scientist who got a rather sizable sample size of human beings and made them do crossword puzzles. They made them do the puzzle in the daily paper regularly for half a year, then they made them do the puzzle in the daily paper that belonged to yesterday (yesterdays paper as opposed to todays paper) for the next half a year. The crossword puzzle that millions of other people had already done, and their scores were improve by a significant, un-ignorable margin.
Today out of some weird metaphysical coincidence, I bumped into Jan. Jan. Of all the people in the world I could bump into, I bumped into Jan. I was leaving the mall when he entered at the main exit. It wasnt like we were browsing in the bookstore, or waiting for each other at the caf, hoping that one of us may eventually turn up (apparently he did just that this afternoon. He had some an almond croissant lunch at the caf, thinking, what the hell, maybe Ill bump into her).
Id spent a rather long while browsing through CDs at my favourite record store its got very current albums at super great slash prices. (I personally think its a very good business model. Ive never known a CD store that got me to purchase more then 2 cd-s in one visit) And as I was leaving the mall, we caught sight of each other, and got rather excited about it.
I thought Id never ever see him again, and the night before I was just telling my sister what a pity it was that he was so damn good-looking and not ever coming back to Singapore. Apparently tomorrow is his last day here; which makes the coincidence even all the more what-a-friggin-surprise. And to make it even weirder, he was in Vietnam for the last two weeks as well, and visited the same places I did. What was even odder was that hed apparently spent the full-moon in a small coastal town in Vietnam, which was what E and I had done, although we didnt go there because it was full-moon (because a lot of people did. Theyve some sort of very charming ritual where they float little paper lanterns down the river). I reckon only one full moon as passed since, so it must have been just about the same time. God damn it is weird.
He remembered just about everything I told him, down to Ethans nationality and the Art school I want to go to. For a near one night stand spent one afternoon and one night with him- I thought it was pretty damn good. He just called me and asked me some more weird questions about my life and got me to tell him how good looking he was again. I thought he was pretty nice on the whole. Any guy that calls me just to talk to me is nice, not many of them do it (up to the point where Im not very comfortable talking on the phone sometimes).
What are you doing tonight?
Im packed, but if youll agree to give me a blow job I can make arrangements
Youre weird. I think youre a really decent guy, and hell you are really decent; maybe its just me. I mean, what with asking me to bring a cucumber over the first time I decided to go over to your place, and always trying to get me to give you a blowjob.
He is nice. The first time I told him I wouldnt bring over a cucumber, and he shouldnt pressure me into anything I dont want to do, and he didnt. Up to the point where he suggested sitting on the couch for dinner if I felt uncomfortable sitting on the same bed with him.
Hey, so you had sex three times a day everyday while you were with your boyfriend, and noe you havent had sex for a week, and youre really horny. So tell me you masturbated with me on you mind last night.
Jesus. I wasnt masturbating with you on my mind last night. I was thinking about you, and talking to Tori about how good looking I thought you were, thats all. But I can jill off to the thought of you tonight if you want me to.
So how good looking do you think I am.
Youre really just calling me to stroke your ego, arent you. Well, you are very good looking, one of the best looking guys Ive fucked. The rest were just cute, or charming, or statuesque. Youre good looking. Although I did think you gained some weight.
No way! (He sounded really outraged and proceeded to repeat it a few times). You honestly think I gained some weight?!
I think you had too much for lunch when I met you. Anyway, Im kidding. I just can bear to proffer compliments without some er constructive criticism. Im kidding, honestly.
I asked him if he got another girl in the meanwhile and he said he did. She had picked him up at Insomnia a few days ago.
So you going to see her tonight?
Nah, got too much stuff to do.
Well, Ive told you so much about my life, its your turn. Tell me something about her.
Shes nothing to talk about. Not as whacko as you are.
Youre lying. Youre going to see her tonight because she gives blowjobs and I dont.
Of course I was just kidding.
Got to go jog now, I got a really cool new pair of magenta X-country Nikes, and The Gotan Projects CD to work out too.
***
Godly Speculations...
I thank God that my life is so pleasant to live.
I thank the fact that there is no God, therefore my life is so pleasant to live.
I thank Destiny for alloting me a pleasant life to live.
I thank Myself for giving myself such a pleasant life.
Who ever says anything but the first statement?
Everything the brain of a normal person can do has a purpose that enables her to live conveniently. Certainly the ability to believe in God makes life alot more convenient for most. Before modern science, no one knew that conciousness was really just some mechinics of human biology. That means theoractically, the soul has been around much longer then the fact that there is no soul, and that the soul is simply, really, only neurons passing on electrical impulses. The fact that we know what the soul is composed of doesn't deny the fact that there is a soul.
I think there is a reason for believeing in God. I'm not too sure which God though, I've no idea how I can find such a violent act as the cruxification tender, but I do.
I've believed in God all my life, and I've never said, I have only myself to thank for the life I'm living. I am quite pleased with my lot in life really, but cannot say I thank my way of living for the goodness and diversity in my life, simply because shit can happen if I live my life the way I want. But I believe that shit hasn't happened because I believe in God.
Until I don't believe in God, but my life still carries on smoothly, then can I say that.
There's not much of a point I'm trying to make really. I just noticed how people don't often thank themselves for the good life they are living. Perhaps because they'll always suppose they can do more, or because they think it's not yet that good. You can chide yourself for not giving yourself the best, but you can hardly chide God. I know people do it, I've done it, but that's only when things are obviously bad, not when things aren't as good as they could be.
Maybe it's allright to believe in God because it makes life more convenient, maybe it's allright if it makes you feel like a more satisfied person.
***
I was talking to an old friend from the church I was from today about lust. And it occured to me that everyone should indulge in it, simply because it's such a human thing. And on the cosmic time scale of eternity, you're only going to be human for so long, and something else for far longer.
xoxox
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im an odd odd boy
=-> Alecks
You're right in one point about your statements: if someone did say something like that about like, it sad it quitely and noneone else remember it.
XOXOX,
LA