There’s beauty in the breakdown…
The most difficult is to respect the differences. Once you recognize and respect them, communication gets easier.
Like most of us, I have to manage a lot of passwords.The ones I care much are the ones I use in bank cards and credit cards.
Bank account cards usually have 6 digits, credit cards have 4.
As these passwords don’t expire like the ones of work, I usually put names on them and then make the password equivalent to the values of each letter in numerology.
Today I went to the supermarket and I payed with my credit card. This credit card password has a particular name that I’ll never forget, at least part of it.
The cashier pressed the total and I got a 10 cent discount for taking my reusable grocery bag.
I hadn’t really payed attention to the total until I put my password: the total was exactly the sequence of my password!!!!!!!!!
What are the odds of something like it to happen?
Well, I don’t want to calculate the factorial combinations, I just got very surprised.
Is it just a coincidence or is it a sign?
Trying to understand what cannot be explained
Trying to touch what is out of reach
Trying to hear what has no sound
Trying to say what can’t be put in words
Trying to overcome what never happened
Forget the whys and hows and ifs
And let life just be
All I want is peace between
who I love and what I want
“The mind is irresistibly attracted to a place without meaning. That which looks onto nothing has every reason never to be forgotten. That which doesn’t say anything has every reason to never be forgotten. That which is arbitrary is simultaneously endowed with a total necessity. The predestination of the empty sign, the precession of the void, the vertigo of an obligation devoid of sense, a passion for necessity.”
When I was in university, my Calculus professor used to offer me a ride home, since I was the only one living downtown that year and not near the campus.
He was very respectful but used to say some disturbing things to me while talking sometimes. Like once, in a Summer day he said: “Your jeans are the ones resisting most”, he said, referring to all other girls coming to the class in shorts. After a while I started wearing shorts and skirts to class, I was just used to the jeans and his comment just helped to remind me it would be better to wear something more comfortable in hot days. My class mates used to make a lot of jokes about him taking me home after class but I stayed cool about it, it didn’t bother me.
But this is not about that professor, it’s just to say that once he gave me a book, Seduction, of Jean Baudrillard, in fact, it was a book with a review of what Baudrillard wrote. At that time, at 20, I didn’t understand very well as I do today. I totally understand it and admire Baudrillard so much now, I just didn’t have the experience and ability to do that at that time.
Whenever something or someone seduces me I remind that.
One thing he says is that one can live alone, like me, not being in a relationship. What one can’t stand is being kept away from the seduction game. That’s absolutely true for me. Today I understand that seduction happens and is not where it is produced. And it’s a game kept by a secret, a mystery. Something that circulates without being said. If the secret is revealed, the game is over.
I am not in a relationship. But I am not away from the seduction game also. And that is something that feels good too.