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...four times in two days...
upon my return i was relaying a story, and my dad says, "you told me that years ago, didn't you?" but i only heard the story for the first time yesterday - i only met the purveyor a few months ago!
"i'm...having deja vu," said my dad, a science-minded skeptic. he doesn't believe in 'deja vu', or so he has indicated.
but i had not once mentioned the deja vu i had repeatedly experienced this weekend...
months pass with no mention of deja vu, and then i have it four times and my dad mentions it a fifth...
now, incidentally, my travel mate has the same first name as my dad and the same last initial; my travel mate is a junior and his father, also of the same name and last initial, for years had dated a woman with the same name as my mother
of course, mr. science-pants concludes that its merely a coincidence of incalculable improbability. this made me want to shout, yell, laugh and cry. what does it take? how strong must the example be?
i feel like it's 'gay' all over again, another thing i have to closet away because others don't believe it is a part of some peoples life; a vibrant, intense experience, so easily dismissed by the fact-minded theorists
aggravating
yet if i put aside an expectation of communication with the other humans, i understand quite well
i understand, the cat understands, the plant understands, the ecosystem which produced the second deja-vu understands...
what, exactly, is it that the humans claim to know? a capacity for denial is the more striking feature
haven't i said that before?
didn't i already write this elsewhere?
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