I went to a party at an ecologically friendly commune near Big College Town this evening. My brother was singing as part of choral group. They had a nice pond to swim in, some organicly grown food, and a lot of improv music.


As I was sitting there, I started thinking about my food choices for the week, and I started thinking about them in terms of probability clouds. I have my regular course of eating, and the course of eating I am trying to get my head into to lose twenty pounds or so (so far for the year I am back to square one after gaining 10 and taking it off). One choice to eat at a certain time and a certain amount is part of a probability sphere that influences later probability spheres. If I eat more now, the center of that probability sphere goes to a larger location later. Then I got thinking of my whole life as a series of probability spheres that led to other probability spheres. Then I started think about my life as a sort of crystalline structure with it's edge located in the presented slowly spreading in the fourth dimension out of this mist of probabilities.

Well, what did you expect would happen to me if I went to party in a commune? A cosmic moment of course.

So I sat there as the moon reflected light off the pond that lit ripples made by younger bodies with their larger probability seas in front of them, and the music playing and randomly drifting here and there from Beatles tunes to religious songs and other odd bits arriving from the collective consensus of the players, and then I entered this nice state of resonance where everything seemed for an instant to reinforce everything else, and molecules and light bouncing off each other creating an interconnected instant.

It was groovy.