Some things that strike me as significant (or worthy of consideration), every now and then…

The sun never simply
rises, never simply sets.  It is always rising, always setting
somewhere continuously.  Dawn and sunset are uninterrupted,
simultaneous phenomena that have persisted for billions of years. 
It is only mankind that blinks an eye and deems them a moment in time.

Sometimes when I see
a snapshot of a living person in the newspaper, I wonder, if when the
shot was taken, they were breathing in, breathing out, or merely
holding their breath.

Do lovers, even when
not making love, tend to inhale and exhale more in unison?  Do
their hearts tend to systole and diastole in more remarkable
synchronicity than just anyone you might meet?

When, in the cultural
mainstream, girls become more promiscuous than guys, will guys
culturally be compelled to wear dresses and cross their legs?  Is
such, perhaps, the unspoken origin of the Scottish kilt (those naughty
Scottish lasses ) ?!

Do buffalo really roam or is there a method to their meandering madness?

If you participate psychically in someone’s mysterious death are you an immaterial witness?

As the house of green
effect kicks in more significantly and the poles begin to liquefy more
profusely, middle latitude winters will actually become harsher as the polar moisture transports and deposits on your head.

If I were in love,
this very moment, with someone a million light years away, would not my
love touch with immediacy even though light would, by lapse of time,
fail?  Hence, if love is true piercing simultaneity, the
always-moment, it lacks both past and future.  More physically
law-defying than time travel, love is time’s uninvention, its unravel.