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Have you ever noticed that coincidences come in clusters? Every now and then I hit a cluster of coincidences that make me question my delusions about reality. I’m tempted to concoct an entirely new set of delusions just to make it all square up. My current view of reality is that I’m in a coma someplace and this apparent reality is my dream. And i am dreaming in my dream. Its been a year and I have dreamt the exact same scenario 3 times now and I’m yet to be any closer to say what i have to say or do what i have to do, or even get the kind of response i felt so keenly i would get. A part of me wants to push forward, yet the other fights to maintain status quo. Of course, there are many more weird but good dreams within my dream. The “good ones” are so bizarre that I generally don’t share them anymore because no one believes me when I do.
In my coma theory, the little runs of coincidences are the defects in my otherwise perfect delusion. For example, the other day i was at Mustafa buying some floor mats, and then i hear my name in the intercom asking me to go to the CIS centre just as i stepped into the store. What are the chances that they would call out my name the moment i step into the store. I interpreted the experience to mean that the real me – the one in the coma – was getting a sponge bath.
Okay, it gets weirder. I’m sitting at the taxi stand waiting for a cab. My secondary mission that day was to pick up a some gadget from the store. I had totally forgotten about that until a couple of teens sitting next to me started discussing about which gadget is better. What is the chance of 2 school kids talking about light saber umbrellas on a very hot day? So I’m writing about coincidences as a lucky coincidence happens that totally saves me. I interpret this to mean that the real me – the one in the coma – is being sponge-bathed again, this time in my favorite spot.
What’s your strangest coincidence? And how long have you been in your coma?
Cheers.
ps: Gotta get a grip on reality.