Sparks

Do you ever feel like people’s ups-and-downs can synchronize with each other?

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Like menstrual cycles?

Exactly like that. But sometimes it feels like other body and mind cycles sync too.

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I know what you mean. I think it just…being in sync with the person though. Maybe sometimes it’s just sympathy pains.

I can believe that. But maybe sympathy is magical.

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Maybe people are magical.

I think we are. Do you?

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I think it takes a spark to initiate the magic we experience in people. Sometimes that spark is in our head; sometimes that’s all we need.

You mean like a spark of recognition? Or “sparks flying?”

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Recognition. But that recognition could be anything.

So it’s something to do with attention, then? Noticing something? Does that mean everything sparks when we notice it?

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I meant more of a spark on a deeper level I guess. The spark that makes us see the magic in people. It could be subconscious. But it’s there.

So it happens to us, then. Or can we light our own sparks?

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Well, technically I guess it’s happening to us, but that usually has something to do with ourselves, so it’s part you, as well. This is all just how I see things. I haven’t planned anything out.

Do we have a choice sometimes? Or never? Or is the only choice to be ready or not?

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I think of it as something that’s just constantly happening. However, we make the choice for it to be possible by being ourselves.

If we’re not being ourselves, it’s not possible to spark. Not to quote a movie, but “how are we not ourselves?”

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I wasn’t insinuating we could not be ourselves.

Then we don’t have a choice?

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The sparks are set off by things already in our minds—memories, likes, words—why are these things already in our minds? Because of us? Because of others? Both?

A fucking fantastic question. Things get in there with or without us. We seem to be able to focus our gaze with effort, but that’s it.

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