You'll have to forgive me, as I'm typing right now with a belly full of soju. I have this terrible affliction in which a belly full of soju, or any alcohol really, causes me to seek out some form of dialogue with the outside world. So, rather than go talk the ear off of the Korean food vendor at the end of my street, I'll put a few paragraphs up here.
Besides, this being the first post of the month for me means that I'll get to see "June" listed in my archives. I always get excited when a new month shows up there.
Some months ago, shortly after arriving here and being overwhelmed with the prospect of living and teaching in a foreign land, I remember wistfully imagining, say, March. By the time March came around, I figured I'd have it figured. When March came around, I figured I'd have it figured by May. Now that it's June, I'm not sure what "figured" meant back in December and I don't really care. Figured or not, I can now refigure what figured meant in the first place. In that sense, I've got it figured.
Another thing: shortly after arriving here and being overwhelmed with the prospect of living and teaching in a foreign land, I remember wistfully imagining fast-forwarding the next six months and finding myself in a routine, in a place where my fears and worries were long forgotten or resolved. Now that I'm there, I wonder if that's not what has happened. Can I prove that the Almighty didn't grant my wish, and I woke up on Monday with all the memories of successes and failures over the past six months implanted in my head?
Can I prove that today wasn't the first day of my life? Can I prove that yesterday I wasn't someone completely different and in a completely different situation, and that tomorrow I'll be someone else? Maybe yesterday you were me, and we all just go round and round, trading and taking turns living a day in the life of whatever scenario happens to pop up. That's my definition of utopia.
Of course, this is all nonsense; the inane ramblings of a soju addled mind. But, on the off chance that I'm someone else tomorrow, I sure hope that that someone else knows about this song:
hmmm, you've touched on the idea/ideal of a shared consciousness that transends the popular notion of self: "I think, therfore..."
ReplyDeletereminds me of a phrase i heard once that could be related: "let us reason together."
the origin, logic, and unity. agents of the all-conscious being (wikipedia?). branches of one tree.
for what it's worth, i am relatively sober right now.
Well I hope that I am that guy tomorrow. Hes prolly got a big dong.
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