I was playing with some camera settings and experimenting with lens effects, and managed to capture this harlequin rasbora looking very surprised to find himself captured on film.
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Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, what really causes coincidences? I mean, are they really just random stuff that happens randomly but seems to have some order? Or is there really some cause and effect going on that’s just too big or too subtle for us to notice?
Yesterday I was looking for ideas to post about, and going through my photo library. (I ended up posting about winter camping, after finding a photo from Algonquin Park during a snowfall.) One of the other photos I had been looking at was this picture of the SS Noronic at the Canada Steamship Lines dock at Toronto Harbour.
Obviously this is a very old photo, I believe I found it in the National Archives. I have a handful of old pics from about a century ago. I was contemplating posting about the Noronic but ultimately I didn’t have anything useful to say about it. Its story has been told already, numerous times.
The reason I’m writing about it now, isn’t specifically about the Noronic, but about coincidence. As I said, it was just yesterday that I was looking at this photo, thinking about the fire, but I couldn’t remember all the details, so finally I put it aside and did the thing about winter camping instead. But then just this morning, what do I find on TV, but the story of the Noronic’s fire. Just 24 hours after I was focusing on the photo and thinking about it, trying to remember the details. If this was a one-off thing, I wouldn’t think much of it really. But this sort of thing happens all the time. Almost weekly. I think about something for a while, trying to remember something, or just thinking about it, and within the next day or so, I get the answers delivered without having gone looking for them.
And this is my question – what makes this sort of thing happen? How does the universe know to serve up the right episode of this series, so I can find out those details I was wondering about yesterday? Does this happen to everyone else on a regular basis, or just me?
It’s been a full week now of cryptospam and I think the side-defects are starting to fade. Already it’s nearing noon and I don’t feel completely freaked out/jumpy/edgy/gritty. I don’t feel great either, but at least it has stopped feeling like the tail-end of an acid trip.
Still having trouble concentrating/focusing though, my productivity this week has been really low. Easily distracted too. And, as always, very, very tired.
Grumble grumble grumble, the heebie jeebies turned up around noon, they were just late today for some reason.
Gritty is how I feel now. A bit nervous, a bit edgy, a bit fidgety, and gritty. Also, my fingers are cold.
And I have made up a jingle for cryptospam and it’s stuck in my head. Sing it to the “Mr. Plow” tune from the Simpsons:
So change your brain, with Crypto-Spam!
Ok the jingle isn’t gritty, but everything else is.
It doesn’t look like this, but it feels like this.