Non-magical People, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!! Options

i probably said this before, but don't you just cringe and turn all blue when somebody totally ignores the invisible that freaking jumping up and down right in front of them?

its like they think there is nothing here but here - pitiful, and nauseating

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My life the last few years has been utterly bizarre. A bunch of odd, sort of 'metaphorical' synchonicities (also noticed, to a lesser scale, by the other people around me), seem to revolve around me through especially literature, to the point that each work of literature in class seem to explain a fragment of myself, my life events and thoughts going through my head, with odd parallels, intertextuality, even getting the names right on multiple occasions. If this happened once or even a few times I and the people in my class would just think it was an unusual coincidence and think nothing more of it, but this happens over and over, with increasing sophistication and depth, where for the entire year, almost every book read in class can be related to me and a few people around me in relation to myself. It was completely bizarre, inexplicable, and it made me like a celebrity.

The other day I was watching this science documentary a teacher I had last year had, and just off the top of my head, let my mind wonder off the top of my head what potentially meanings it might have to my life. And it gave the strong implication, I'm drastically oversimplifying it, is that there are higher dimensions around us that we just can't see, but however, can be reached through something akin to a kind of thought and why this can be, is through something like magic. And through magic, you can bend the reality around you, and apparently, that was what I did. Now, I was really skeptical at this, since it was so ridiculous. But there was this intertexuality and odd meaningful parallels, with certain words repeated linking it to other stuff that I decided to suspend my almost disbelieving astonishment.

I remember going into an altered mental state sometime around tbe time when these odd synchonicities started happening. This was this author who wrote, (I'm grossly oversimplifying), that he could FEEL his thoughts as opposed to just thinking them through the ego. And that he thought he was divinely inspired with odd events happening through his life. And I thought his philosophical books were so amazing, so I tried to subsume my mind with his through his books, delving into my mind, reworking the libidinal forces within myself. Through my thoughts, I could feel something, that now oddly, sounds like description of the quantum universe.

I'm not quite sure what to make of this.

This post has been edited by myusername: May 21 2010, 01:10 AM