Monday, June 29, 2020

The Pestilence

The COVID-19 plague is at it's worst part yet. Every day it seems to get worse, and we can expect it to get much much worse with many many more deaths. The final death toll will probably be at least in the tens of millions. I am at this time writting a chronicle of the pandemic that I have planned to be published after the pestilence is past.

Alone is how to find me.

APARTMENT BUILDING NUMBER 9
I live in Apartment building number 9. When I moved in, the number was entirely irrelevant, because it was displayed no where on the building. Good luck on figuring out which building was which. Without label, or any existing reference outside of a meaningless verbal mention, the assigned building numbers were completely without any value or usability. What good was a building number that can't possibly be descerned when it technically didn't even exist? Entirely pointless system to assign numbers to buildings without printing the number anywhere on it. It's like having five babies and coming up with five names for them, but not bothering to assign them to any of them. Five names. Five babies. Neither one having any relation to the other in any way whatsoever.However the number of the building my apartment is in happens to be a sacred number in the Baha'i Faith. I'm Baha'i. And my building is 9. Coincidence? No. There are no coincides, everything has meaning and a purpose. The Universe does not ever utter a single message that is without it's deep meaning and interconnectedness with other aspects within reality.

THE LONELY ONLY
     I most often travel alone. You often will not see me with another person. It's not because I don't have friends, or am a "creep" or "up to no good". It's because I'm an introvert and I walk faster than most people and I don't like being slowed down by an albatros. Nothing personal.
  
   
"When a man lies, he murders some part of the world".
      -Merlin

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