at work, they made the announcement that the monthly mandatory employee birthday celebration would henceforth be known as Employee Appreciation Day. everyday seems to be Employee Appreciation Day there. I think there will now be more Employee Appreciation Days than there are Employees. it makes me almost uncomfortable to feel so appreciated, again and again.

I know I have written about this at least 16 times. so if you happen to have read one, you have read them all. i can’t seem to evade these recurring themes. this entire blog is basically one recurring theme.

Yesterday’s EAD had a Halloween theme. They served these obscenely large orange frosted cupcakes (I did take one, but I did not partake. I cut mine into 7 pieces, which I served to 7 students, which may have gone against employee policy).

and then there were the announcements of employee birthdays and anniversaries. i dutifully joined the applause for each, just curious to see what that would feel like.

i think i have finally figured out where I currently am.  I am living in the bardo. I’ve often heard people refer to it, but never really was sure what they meant, but now it all makes sense. Thank you Wikipedia.

“Used loosely, the term “bardo” refers to the state of existence intermediate between two lives on earth. According to Tibetan tradition, after death and before one’s next birth, when one’s consciousness is not connected with a physical body, one experiences a variety of phenomena. These usually follow a particular sequence of degeneration from, just after death, the clearest experiences of reality of which one is spiritually capable, and then proceeding to terrifying hallucinations that arise from the impulses of one’s previous unskillful actions. For the prepared and appropriately trained individuals the bardo offers a state of great opportunity for liberation, since transcendental insight may arise with the direct experience of reality, while for others it can become a place of danger as the karmically created hallucinations can impel one into a less than desirable rebirth.”

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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