This is emotional—I find this unreal, it’s really
And very much
Inspiring.
I was sketching, listening, thinking:
Sketching to keep my hands occupied,
Listening to documentary after documentary of the things of earth
And thinking, getting deeply,
Of what reality really is and of the extreme potential, thinking
Of the greater scheme of things, that man
Really hides from man
And how mankind works, how man-eats-man and wants
Only certain things
And, yes, I was thinking of politics because my mind
Is beginning with its world and I’m thinking not only thinking but
Believing in things that used to genuinely consume me—topics that had me
Obsessed—topics I forbad enter my mind for a short while
Like multi-dementia and the spirituality of everything and One
And I was really thinking heavy
These thoughts and theories of greater depths—things
I know I’m capable of understanding as the individual
Things I know WE are capable of understanding universally (putting it that way
we really could travel thru outer space)
And things I know I’m capable of knowing though I have not yet
Had these thoughts conceived (also applicable to us as a whole).
It wasn’t that I was absorbing from these programs information that was truly profound
It was the way it was all letting me think, it was the kind of thoughts it all provoked.
The phone rings.
I look at the clock for a suggestion of who it may be—2:22 PM.
I answer HELLO.
It’s a representative from a culinary institute I was considering in order to gain
The necessary papers to properly work and address myself as “professional chef”
I often still think of this possibility, perhaps one day when I’m full of commitment I’ll
Actually study this interest. I ask him (he has a very pleasing voice)
If they have any campus’s in
No.
Though the way he stops I sense I’ve touched something. Immediately
His voice brightens and immediately
Topic of school is abolished.
His pleasant voice turns excited, intensifying my enjoyment for this awkward
Stranger-to-stranger encounter.
OH MY.
He speaks with my name (it must have been down on paper somewhere in front of him)
He speaks quickly to get all his thoughts out—how wonderful a place where I’m going is, that
He doesn’t know me but he knows I’ll love it out there
He mentions the spirituality I was just considering in my head before his phone call
In fact he mentions many things I was just considering in my MIND before his phone call
he kept speaking of the mountains and the beautiful land and how things just wait for you out there.
He says: I’m so happy for you. He gives me his story how he sold everything he had to roadtrip
Out WEST, just where I’m going, how he went there to stay and, simply, he is
Just as intensely wondered to be speaking to me as I am him.
I say my plan is awful-similar to his story. I hear his smile.
Everything he says relates to me absolutely. I smile and wonder if he can hear me.
I feel the rise of personal power.
This unknown person gives me more confidence than close friends.
He begins again something about the mountains, cutting himself off and says instead only:
Maybe you’ll meet something up there.
It’s like my mind explodes at that comment.
It’s like this man I’ve never met and only spoken to for the past century of several minutes
Knew what I was thinking and knew even, that I was thinking about cosmic
coincidence.
I swear I’m moved.
Though I don’t quite let him in on it. I say: WOW,
Random phone call!
And he laughs with spirit.
