Day 33 : Morning Passages-Phillip Glass

Do you ever find yourself wanting weirdness? I mean, have you ever discovered a love for those small and sometimes subtle encounters with the bizarre. I guess they're not always small events. Sometimes weirdness jumps out of the bushes naked and screaming. I find that these incidents are altogether more enjoyable when you have the great fortune of witnessing them alone. I think the event becomes that much more valuable when you, the viewer, are a private audience. You might not understand what I'm getting at and I wouldn't fault you for that but I think you are familiar with this experience. It could be that you witness something strange or socially uncommon, a man in trousers a quarter of a mile before you racing by on a unicycle, a prepubescent girl on a park bench with a voice recorder and a furious commentary on everyone that passes by. You might look around for some kind of assurance or confirmation that it is really happening. The truth is you're uncomfortable on some level with what you've witnessed and are looking for a reference for appropriate response. Some people laugh and soak it up while others remove themselves from the scene and head back to their comfort zone without much thought or concern. Of course, I don't want to suggest that there is a right or wrong way to respond to sightings of the truly bizarre, I simply want to say that I enjoy them--especially; independently. When I find myself frustrated with the monotony of my grounded life, I wish that I might stumble on the peculiar. I hope that when I least expect it something curious will present itself to me--A rabbit with a pocket watch and spectacles peering over the nearest hedge, beckoning me to the rabbit hole. These are the moments I wait for.

Song of the Day: Morning Passages by the brilliant Phillip Glass

"From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into the wildest guesswork." APWBD