bifurcated reality

i think i saw my first UFO tonight as i was gazing out my window while talking to this woman in Toronto i may have met once, over a year ago at the train station in Windsor. there may actually have been 2 UFOs. a pair of bright lights shooting up from the lake to the tops of the city, with another pair of lights trailing slightly behind. at that moment, the Toronto woman used the word “bifurcated” in a sentence, which was odd, because i had spent a large portion of the day contemplating the word “bifurcated” and the concept of bifurcated reality… hoping to find out what that meant… with the intention of writing about that tonight.

i thought if i wrote something about bifurcation, that might distract me from writing about my latest thoughts and experiences, which are not all that much different than my thoughts and experiences of yesterday and the day before that.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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