The Universe and Jolie Holland and Me

Okay, so what does The Universe care if I go see Jolie Holland in concert?

Nothing. That’s what.

But all the same, there I’ll be going. On October 11th I’ll be front and center and I couldn’t be more jacked. I mean this is effing Jolie Holland we’re talking about here! Ghost Waltz. Goodbye California. Littlest Birds. (Sorry, but I’m a sucker for Catalpa…best CD like ever.)

So what role did The Universe play in my stumbling across the tour date? Maybe I’ve been busking Ghost Waltz enough that I disturbed a quantum field and then my role in observing reality changed just a fraction allowing me to slide imperceptibly into a different Universe that found me on the internet seeing the tour listing that I was heretofore unable to see. Blocked by a previous view obscured by quantum particles that shifted my perception.

Or not.

See, maybe the vast Universe is just an environment that we all inhabit and we walk around and decide what we want to do and what we don’t want to do. Maybe we make choices and do stuff just because we’ve got to do stuff because time keeps moving and stuff happens each and every second. We live. We react. Fucking Uranus has nothing to do with it.

Or maybe it does.

If so, then thanks Uranus, ‘cause I’m gonna have a helluva good time October 11!

Cosmic Orgy

As if we don't have enough to worry about, now galaxies are starting to ... erm ... ahem ... 'combine'. I just found out on the NASA website that there is an event that Peeping Tom scientists have dubbed a "cosmic free for all."

"...researchers found that four separate galaxy clusters are involved in a triple merger, the first time such a phenomenon has been documented. Galaxy clusters are the largest objects bound by gravity in the Universe." http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/chandra/news/09-031.html

Okay. So NOW we have some weird Ménage à quatre

Further evidence that The Universe simply does not give a shit about you and me. Too busy being the Hugh Hefner of star systems. Hey, I'm not here to judge...oh wait, yes I am. The Universe is a sick fucking place.

Ask NASA.

Positive Thoughts to the Universe?!?

Positivity.

Anybody else aware of this notion? A positive outlook forming a positive result? That you can send your positive thoughts out to The Universe with a many fold return therewith?

Guess what? The Universe doesn't care. Its a Universe. Its an environment. The Universe is a bunch of stars and cosmic junk flying around. Junk flying around that could hit you in the head. Stars that could set you on fire, or go out and make you really cold. Moons that don't have any air on them. Stuff like that.

Get it?

In other words: "Don't trust The Universe".

Do you think The Universe cares if you get hit by an asteroid? Nope. Do you think The Universe cares if your favorite TV show ever (EZ Streets) gets cancelled before it can really get going, yet King of Queens will be in syndication forever? Of course not. Does The Universe get even the lease little bit annoyed when I have to work late? Well, maybe a teensy bit...but that's because it doesn't have a chance to really stick it to me while I'm in the safety of my building.

Its time to set the record straight. Its time to get into a fighting stance and instead of saying "Oh The Universe...I trust your infinite wisdom and I send this positive thought to you." saying "The Universe, don't mess with me. You have NO IDEA who you're dealing with." And then throw a couple punches at the air as a sort of demonstration.

That is what I plan to do here.