Do you ever wonder, ever, why a song plays at a time and place where you are? Why a coffee shop would have Suicide is Painless playing (one with vocals), as you order a gigantic mocha with extra shots? Is someone trying to tell you something? Is this coffee, or any coffee, inherently evil?
Why do actions and/or items pop into your life at certain times? Why do you not know any girl from a foreign country at all then suddenly know one from Czechoslovakia, Russia and Bulgaria, meeting them all within a 2 week period? Is it inadvertent? Is it a grand master plan designed by some deity of choice throwing patterns into seemingly chaotic moments?
Work visas, permanent residential status notwithstanding, it is still something to make a man ponder.
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Suicide is Painless. Opening the door to Conscious Cup I did hear the tail end of Neil Young’s For the Turnstiles. Maybe it is as simple as Neil Young just killed himself. Hopefully not, but with his immense talent it would hardly be surprising if the right hemisphere finally completed its eclipse of the left.
Have permanently positive day, even if it takes medication.
