Despite my strong scientific beliefs, coincidental events have a way of engaging my superstitions and imagination.
Posted on | November 15, 2013 | No Comments
Despite my strong scientific beliefs, coincidental events have a way of engaging my superstitions and imagination. Three times I heard the crash of glass and muttered curses today. Three times in an hour faster cyclists dropped their phones on the park pavement just as they passed me.
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Artistically and spiritually, I muse that such events might signal something meaningful in life other than pack my own phone carefully. Philosophy and psychology make much of this egocentric human condition. For today, I imagined the heavenly transport of a human spirit engaged in swift euphoric flight (cycling and high endorphin levels) brought back to the mundane aspects of a temporal world by the malfunction of primitive science-centered tools.
Daedalus made wings for himself and his son Icarus so that they might experience flight and escape imprisonment but their tools failed in the hot sunshine and flight was tragically interrupted. This is a stretch even for me.
Sheepishly, I checked that no one was watching me, this lone man muttering to himself with wide, arcing arm motions and lips moving in silent monologue. Now I ponder humans' need to believe that coincidental events mean something. Ever buy a lottery ticket? Is our artistic interpretation of mundane events to repurpose ourselves or simply pass the time of day?
A science mind says that my brain is searching for patterns and the meaning behind repetition. In the future, my brain will use today’s events as a measure of patterns involving other similar events. My imagination however will create airborne cyclists who have left reason and rational thought on the ground as they attempt to touch heaven.
Shawn M. Nichols
Category: Religious and Spiritual
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