Sunday, 4 December 2011

Step on a Crack

Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
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It's 7am and there's a flying cat! - no it's a bird - at my window 
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......

I think it's trying to tell me to get up.
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
But why should I think its trying to tell me anything at all?
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Because it's so persistent that it has to be some sort of sign or message from the  
GREAT UNKNOWN
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Maybe it's telling me not to blog
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Maybe it's telling me I shouldn't have joined Facebook yesterday
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Maybe it's telling me I'm having a Psychotic Episode
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......

Between bird messages I deftly reach over to my bag on the floor and grab my camera from its case, hold it up to the mosquito net, push the record/movie button and wait...
The bird stops and I put the camera down beside me
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Snap up the camera, start recording...nothing, put the camera down.
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
You know what comes next.
Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
Maybe it's telling me I should blog.

I heard a show (it should be called a 'tell') on Radio National recently about how we humans are prone to belief in superstition all because it subconsciously brings us closer to the GREAT UNKNOWN. We like to gamble and take risks, in many different ways, because for a few seconds or minutes we feel an exhilaration that comes from connecting with (grrr must...not...use...three...letter...word) the mysterious 'whatever' we know nothing about. 

Being superstitious is probably a way of giving our risk taking lift off eg.'The GREAT UNKNOWN is giving me its blessing to jump off a cliff with a flying suit on because I had no traffic lights on the way to this big mountain'. 
or...
'The GREAT UNKNOWN is telling me that I will get a cat for my birthday because I missed the bus after school and saw three of them (not two) on the walk home'. 
I'm old enough to remember 'he loves me...he loves me not...he loves me...he loves me not...' whilst torturing a daisy and then there was this one - 'Step on a crack – break your mother's back!' –  yeah I know, some people think kids today are troubled...

I don't know what the bird was trying to tell me but I counted over 30 flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flaps.
- don't tell me it was looking at a reflection in the window – that's no fun and doesn't connect me with the GREAT UNKNOWN.
And besides, it's stopped since I thought I should blog.
And now I'm finished...

Flutter flutter scrabble scrabble scrabble flap flap......
No kidding, I'm telling it like it is!
Grab the camera....nothing.

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