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  • I will never stop being blown away by life’s little co-inky-dinks.

    Recently, I had a dream about black swans. I woke up and went to the internets to moogle an answer to the question,

    “What is the deeper meaning?”

    Up popped a book on finance by Nassim Nicholas Taleb...Black Swan Theory.

    Hmm.

    Finances-shminances.

    Yesterday, I met a man who is getting rid of everything he owns. He said he was moving and when I asked where, he just shrugged and smiled. “I dunno.” Of course, I got to talking (pestering). I had to know more. I am moving, too. I just don’t know when, where or why. He just stared back, silently. He didn’t have any answers. I grew more intrigued (and a little frustrated). When I did finally get him to share a little, he spoke of voluntary solitary confinement (which I have loosely experienced), Kierkegaard (of whose name I am familiar, but that’s about it) and which kind of bicycle is best in the city. I couldn't help but wonder if he was the man of my dreams.

    He made an appointment to consign some goods and before he left, he mentioned an article...something about “lecturing birds on how to fly”.

    This morning I woke up and moogled just that.

    Up popped a book on finance..."Lecturing Birds on Flying" with a forward by Nassim Nicholas Taleb.

    Hmm.

    I can’t help but question/wonder...

    What is the deeper meaning?
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    image found painted on someone's garage door on a day I decided to take a new and different route.
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