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But yesterday afternoon and evening, I kept having flashes of someone doing this to me. They were just nasty bits dropping into my mind's eye and I didn't pick them up or put them down. I just let them evaporate of their own. But, see, a shit ton of the stuff that slides in here is not just randomness or weird permutations of some psychic damage from childhood trauma or whatever the materialists are blaming it on these days.
No. There are, say, entangled ions getting read by my scanner or I'm a cosmic nerve ending....
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And, don't be alarmed, but I've also been a menace to myself in meatspace for the past few days. Today I was blankly scrolling down the twaddle at the Mail, when the words "caffeine-infused" snared a synaptic cleft juxtaposed with an image of a skinny female wearing a girdle. They cannot mean a caffeine-infused girdle, surely? Yes, they do. So I bellowed, "Speaking of caffeine-infused, I'm not!"
I got up and tried to check whatever'd been left tangled at the mirror that isn't there just now on the way to re-boiling the water for coffee I'd turned off already but spaced the logical sequela. I even thought to put the whistle back on the pot so I could hear progress while washing dishes, but this is small stuff today. Day before yesterday, vexed by something smoking on the burner under my little pan half full of butter for basting eggs, I grabbed the handle and turned the pan over before any interference from my natural recognition of the laws of physics.
Shit like that.
Bless the buddhas, I did immediately turn off the burner so as not to start a butter fire on my stove, waited till the whole thing was completely cool and then went about mopping up all the butter in the works and scrubbing the parts involved really well, but... this morning... on my very first cup of coffee, I did the same thing. I decided I wanted to swirl the coffee water in the filter holder, forgetting that doing this would make the coffee coming out the bottom of it drip outside the cup and onto the counter. WTF?
So forgetting that I was nowhere near caffeine-infused after that was not the worst of it by a long shot.
always and any time....
