Ok, I have some weird thoughts running (ruining?) around my head and I don't know where to begin, so we'll go waaaay back and try and give some background.
Ever see Repo Man ? The classic 80s movie was on tv the other day and I caught a little bit of a theory that has been running around my head. Emilio Estevez was standing around a trash burning barrel listening to the mechanic wax philosophic. His theory was that there is a "cosmic consciousness" and he expounded upon the example of if you think of BBQ Shrimp long enough you'll hear someone out of the blue say "BBQ shrimp". The theory following that all things are connected not just by the food chain but through some greater connection in the ether.
I've kind of pondered this myself as often times I'll be thinking of a song or a movie and within a few days it will come on the radio or appear on TV (usually after I already rented it). Skeptics might point to the fact that maybe I forgot I heard an advertisement or some other pointer alluding to the fact. I lean more to the idea that once something is on your mind you are more likely to notice an occurrence of it. So if you are thinking of BBQ shrimp, then you are more likely to notice someone saying "BBQ shrimp" than if you had been thinking of "sweet and sour pork".
Either way it happens often enough to give me pause and wonder if I shouldn't believe I am a solipsist (cogito ergo es)
Anyway, jump to the present. I watch this odd movie last night with Jude Law and Jennifer Jason Leigh, eXistenZ , in which video game consoles are living things made of amphibian and reptile pieces. It was sort of a disgusting crux of the movie and really grossed Robely out watching them make these "pods".
The next day I go to see my doctor (btw I've been diagnosed as diabetic- no surprise, but that must wait for another diatribe) and he is putting me on a drug called Byetta .
We start discussing this drug and what effects it has and he happens to mention that they found it out by accident and it is a hormone they found in Gila monsters. The worries about the needle flew from my head. Too eerily close to fiction in such a short time span for me. So if you see me eating bugs or sunning myself on the pavement, you'll know why.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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