I was walking home from work earlier this evening, lost in my head daydreaming, and for some reason a thought popped into my mind that I should use the Indiana Jones theme music as a ringtone for my mobile phone. A few seconds later, a phone belonging to a woman walking in front of me rings -- it's the Indiana Jones theme music.
Is my excitement for the new Indiana Jones movie due in two weeks so intense, I'm creating synchronous psychic events?
creating?
I don't know if "creating" is the right word here, but you sure are more "attuned" to things that go unnoticed for the rest of the people.
Either that, or you are being paid by a cell phone company for this blog post!! :-)
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Red Pill Junkie
Psychic events? Poppycock!
Since absolutely everyone is eagerly anticipating the film (which is a work of fiction by the way), and furthermore every hip, non-luddite and thinking person is constantly reassessing their phone culture, I'd say the chances of this happening were about one in three. Come to think of it, I'm stunned it hasn't happened to me yet.
Nice story. Hope it left you giggling all the way home!
Matt
Synchronous Events Happen
What happened, happened, period, no matter how it is explained, whether you use the word "poppycock," invoke acausal horizontal synchronization, or say: "What an unusual coincidence!"
I've experienced more blatant examples.
Once, years ago, I created the soundtrack for a short film as the film itself was edited. We were young and the process took much longer than we'd anticipated; the result was that we were continuously awake for far too long.
One scene ended as Harvey's Tune (from the Super Session album of 1969 or so featuring Al Kooper, Mike Bloomfield, and Stephen Stills) faded out on the manually synchronized soundtrack. The scene involved a lot of cutting (we were using straight 8mm film) and we played it over and over in our sleep deprived condition, trying to get it right.
Harvey's Tune was on an album; not even close to being top 40 single material, it was _never_ played on the local am radio station we listened to. Even so, after we stopped editing and drove to the next town to return some equipment we'd borrowed that had to be back, what should come on the car radio tuned to the local am radio station but Harvey's Tune? Instantly, we were all transported back into the scene we'd spent so many hours working on.
"You get what you concentrate on; there is no other rule" applies here, perhaps.
A better synchronicity story, also involving a local am radio station: A fair was being held on a rural town common, the nearby am radio station broadcasting live from it. I was with a friend, demonstrating the I Ching to him; we were sitting on the common with the book between us, and I'd just thrown the coins and gotten a hexagram, then looked it up. He was amazed and said: "But Ingle, how does it work?" I spread my arms, struggling to come up with an answer; just at that exact moment, the DJ for the radio station said: "Synchronization." My friend then said, "I understand."
Regards
Bill I.
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