What do you do with huge coincidences. What do you feel, when shit happens that is so unlikely that it feels like magic. Me, I get scared. Or, I have a moment of: how the fuck do I interpret this. But there’s an urgency to it, too. I better do something. This is a message from God. What does it mean. How do I put it to use.
This is what sucks about messages from God. Their ambiguity. What would be nice is if God would give you clear, unfuckupable instructions. Just spell it out. You are God. You could write detailed next steps in flames on my windshield. You could just steer me in the right direction. But it’s wisps, weird half-clues that stand out very clearly for being a message but it’s not at all clear what the message is. You’re left with the feeling that you’ve been communicated to very urgently in another language. Or like a guy yelling at you out of a truck speeding by, and you don’t know if he’s telling you you’re about to step on a rattlesnake or just “nice ass.”
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I was looking in the mirror making faces. I made one face that looked exactly like the Chancellor from THE DARK CRYSTAL. So I made that weird little guttural squeal that he does and thought: shit man, my resemblance to The Chancellor from THE DARK CRYSTAL is uncanny. This is my mental picture of myself; a miserable spindly creature with a freakish beak, scoleotic back-hump, scurrying around bowing and scraping and apologizing, meanwhile squealing and scheming… forever whining about his lot in life but ultimately selfish and evil and spending tons of time hurting other people for his own advancement. I thought: The Chancellor is my spirit animal.
Meanwhile, I’d been looking at facebook and when I scrolled down I saw this Wall Post, not directed at me:
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I’m a grown Woman and still freaked out by the movie THE DARK CRYSTAL. P.S. Is it wrong for me to tell someone they look like one of the puppets from the movie??? 😉
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What do you do with huge coincidences. What do you feel, when shit happens that is so unlikely that it feels like magic. Me, I get scared. Or, I have a moment of: how the fuck do I interpret this. But there’s an urgency to it, too. I better do something. This is a message from God. What does it mean. How do I put it to use.
This is what sucks about messages from God. Their ambiguity. What would be nice is if God would give you clear, unfuckupable instructions. Just spell it out. You are God. You could write detailed next steps in flames on my windshield. You could just steer me in the right direction. But it’s wisps, weird half-clues that stand out very clearly for being a message but it’s not at all clear what the message is. You’re left with the feeling that you’ve been communicated to very urgently in another language. Or like a guy yelling at you out of a truck speeding by, and you don’t know if he’s telling you you’re about to step on a rattlesnake or just “nice ass.”
Well, maybe here’s what the message is: stop being like the fucking Chancellor. Or maybe it was “you’re always gonna be like the fucking Chancellor; kill yourself,” but I choose not to interpret it that way. And that’s the answer to what do you do in the face of a huge message-from-God like coincidence. Meditate on it. Pray. Whatever answer comes to you from whatever tools you have in your own mind, take it.