Introvertive Planetary, Planetary Introvertive
another dimension another dimension another dimension *siren*
often times i wonder whether my ability to pick out social or behavioral patterns comes as either a blessing or a curse. i wouldnt go so far as to dub it psychic, but sometimes certain situations just pan out in a predictable manner. kind of like those old sitcoms from the early 90s (i cant believe im saying this). take for example the episode of family matters where everyone goes to disneyland. eddie and waldo decide to drive to florida from illinois. while everyone arrives soundly, thanks to waldos navagation skills they wind up in the state of ken-yada (canada, like pinata). everyone knows from the moment waldo sits in the passenger seat theyre bound to get lost in some funny way. in this situation he had the map upside down. ah waldo geraldo faldo, you never learned. i feel sorry for the actor that played him, as well as jaleel white. meh, maybe theyre still rich. anyways.
a few weeks ago i knew certain events would turn to catastrophe days before they happened. instead of doing something about it, i sat on the sidelines waiting for the cogs and gears to turn till something blew up. and i somewhat regret it. at the time i knew the consequences and thought that the end result might actually be more beneficial to all parties. thats still in question. i think everyone can stand back and see it as a lesson learned. hopefully : /
and now i find myself in a similar situation, with only two realistic outcomes, and thankfully, both good. just one gooder than the other. the experiences ive had recently feel too similar to events from not too long ago. the same signs, the same emotions, the same questions, and all of it points to something without real lines or definition, summed in one word, gray. shivers go down my spine when really specific details become recognizable. it just boggles my mind how events i saw over the span of weeks can happen in just a few days.
or maybe too much econ has jarred my thinking. i need to start that guitar. guitar heros not gonna cut it.
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'this is my gift, my curse.' lolololroflcopter. fits well here, though. feels like a curse, mostly, to me. there are few situations when knowing what's gonna happen next is a good thing. there's no harm in having a good thing unexpectedly hit you in the face. and wouldn't you rather have a bad thing hit you in the face unexpectedly than knowing ahead of time it's gonna happen and then you're just dreading when it's going to actually take place and thinking about you can prevent it but there are even fewer cases when prevention is possible. argh bargh it's 130 am and i should be sleeping.
"gooder"
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yo yo yo...... surprise! i'm still reading your blog. haha i've had similar thoughts......about the whole psychic notions haha but u know what, i think we might be able to predict "predictable" patterns....but it's hard to carve out the specifics of an event i.e you have the feeling that everything's going down, but exactly how, and also, how we feel about the situation itself always turns out to be a lot more gray than we may imagine. kind of like you know there's going to be a sad ending, but you didn't know that the sad ending would leave you feeling more than just sad...but a whole bunch of other things. neways, see you later gaters.
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