Everything feels different… again
Yeah, so its yet another one of those days, where I’m sitting here, and I’m like, “Hm… something feels different.” Like something big. How is it that I have so many days where something feels different, something important, and not really know precisely what it is… I don’t know. Its weird, but it’s good. I wonder if it happens to other people. I wonder if it will ever stop happening to me. In some ways, I hope that it doesn’t. Like, would I want to one day wake up, and be like, “Damn, well today I feel the same.” Hm, I don’t know. I just feel, I guess though, that I’m in like a hyper-accelerated state of change right now though. Which again is good, but shit! It gets tiring, harrowing even. But shit, that’s why I came here, right, to expose myself to some sort of lab-conditions which will artificially enhance my personal development or something. I may as well find some kind of weird rays to expose myself to while I’m at it, plus maybe find some sort of weird animals/bugs to bite me, and give me their powers. May as well go whole hog. Then, maybe the next time I wake up and feel different, it will be because I have huge muscles and my skeleton has been replaced by metal, and I have like some kind of weird nanotech entity that cohabits my body and extends the reach of my consciousness into some other parallel dimension.
Actually, this all reminds me of another one of the horoscopes for this week, of which I will only quote part:
- “I hope I NEVER completely know who I am! I love discovering new mysteries about myself; I love to change as everything else around me changes. It’s one of the most beautifully thrilling things about life — that the only constant is change. If I ever know completely who I am, it’ll be a sad day — because it will mean that I haven’t changed in a long time, that I’ve become stagnant.”

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