Spiritual Side Quests. Random encounters that don't feel so random. Could be just the universe working in tandem But it needs no translation. Happening forever these little one off communications. We have the old bus driver in Ambler And when I asked him his bus number He winked smiled and says What do you can look up those angel numbers? Or the random Nona in Mt. Airy Who gave me and my friend a life long pass To use her bathroom and grab cocktails on the porch after six. Everyone who I meet in a quiet art gallery Or when I go exotic plant shopping I talked to Robert for most of the afternoon as he showed me all his plants and past away wives too. A wall of degrees but choosing to be alone Told me he was a rockstar in the 40's that was too cool to ignore. And just like an instant these little blips flash and fade. This weirdly odd I've known you in a past life And you can maintain eye contact oh yay! The lastest I guess at an oddities convention but where else a man from Manhattan who asked me to take his picture and of course we got talking. He likes pink gin and teeth And had such a sweet disposition Shook my hand with Ernesty These don't feel like randomness conversations More like decided timing A more decocted encounter These things have been happening since I can remember that weird night as a kid in October I just embrace them
And lean into the weirdness Take it for all the salt in the sea This has been quite the little one off spiritual adventures Ash Wednesday
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