So this weekend I saw a case of instant karma and lost my cell phone to the Pacific Ocean...the lost cell phone had nothing to do with the case of instant karma...at least not to the best of my knowledge.
On Saturday we (my friend and I) went down to San Francisco to look at a few potential new homes and visit a few potentially lifelong friends. On the drive down there is when the whole karma thingy happened.
***First of all I would like to say that, at least before this happened, I never really believed in karma. It sounds like such a lovely thing but the concept of a rapidly growing population makes it an unpractical concept for me to swallow. I mean, if there was a constant population I could see the idea of good and bad things bouncing around in equal doses. But, with each day there being more and more people on the planet where are all the good and bad things in all these peoples lives coming from. Are non-human things causing them? Are the cows and pigs responsible? Is the polluted air and ocean responsible? I think not, because with all the suffering caused to them you would think they would have a hefty serving of good karma coming there way soon! I, I'm sad to say, don't think they are getting their serving anytime soon. You see, in this writers humble opinion, the way of the universe is that of such chaos that our happy little concepts of karma might be nice to imagine but play no roll.***
Anyway, we we're in the fast lane and dickhead in a big ol' Chevy full size didn't like the stickers on my car. It might have been the Vegan one or it might have been the one that says "George W. Bush is a giant pussy!" I guessing it was the latter. He made an inaudible comment, flicked his ciggarret at us and spit on the window and sped up. At this moment my blood was boiling and I had very "not nice" thoughts. Things sort of balanced themself out though when the moving truck behind him failed to slow down when the Chevy driver breaked from his acceleration after spitting on us and the moving truck smashed into the back of him
no one and nothing was hurt except the tailgate of his truck and his ego
On Sunday I was throwning rocks into the ocean and I reached down to pick up a nice skipping stone and saw my phone had fallen out of my pocket and was standing in the surf next to me. Maybe I laughed a bit too loud when I saw that guy get hit
On Saturday we (my friend and I) went down to San Francisco to look at a few potential new homes and visit a few potentially lifelong friends. On the drive down there is when the whole karma thingy happened.
***First of all I would like to say that, at least before this happened, I never really believed in karma. It sounds like such a lovely thing but the concept of a rapidly growing population makes it an unpractical concept for me to swallow. I mean, if there was a constant population I could see the idea of good and bad things bouncing around in equal doses. But, with each day there being more and more people on the planet where are all the good and bad things in all these peoples lives coming from. Are non-human things causing them? Are the cows and pigs responsible? Is the polluted air and ocean responsible? I think not, because with all the suffering caused to them you would think they would have a hefty serving of good karma coming there way soon! I, I'm sad to say, don't think they are getting their serving anytime soon. You see, in this writers humble opinion, the way of the universe is that of such chaos that our happy little concepts of karma might be nice to imagine but play no roll.***
Anyway, we we're in the fast lane and dickhead in a big ol' Chevy full size didn't like the stickers on my car. It might have been the Vegan one or it might have been the one that says "George W. Bush is a giant pussy!" I guessing it was the latter. He made an inaudible comment, flicked his ciggarret at us and spit on the window and sped up. At this moment my blood was boiling and I had very "not nice" thoughts. Things sort of balanced themself out though when the moving truck behind him failed to slow down when the Chevy driver breaked from his acceleration after spitting on us and the moving truck smashed into the back of him
no one and nothing was hurt except the tailgate of his truck and his ego
On Sunday I was throwning rocks into the ocean and I reached down to pick up a nice skipping stone and saw my phone had fallen out of my pocket and was standing in the surf next to me. Maybe I laughed a bit too loud when I saw that guy get hit
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emilygee:
The universe has a great sense of humor!
emilygee:
Could you write me some grants? And... how good are you at making some grilled cheese sandwiches for the journey?