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Bus Story: We’re In The Soup Now

March 12, 2011

Graffiti6 is singing about someone named Annie. I’m reading about the scary and terrible earthquake and tsunami; quietly taking stock of how fragile our world can be. Events like this can push us out of our own, comparatively minor problems and we reach out with help and thoughts of care and compassion. Looking up from the AP newsfeed, I see a non-descript fella, wearing jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. He’s sitting with a large stainless steel stock pot on the seat next to him. I can’t tell what is in the pot, but the guy isn’t worried about Japan or whether the Red Cross can be effective or not; he is entirely focused on that pot and making sure that whatever is in it arrives to it’s destination safely. He keeps a hold of it, and touches the lid, but never lifts it. So now my brain takes a detour away from the tragic into the utterly wacky: what if there is another world in that stock pot? A planet, surrounded by space, floating inside a pot, sitting on a seat, on a bus, being carefully watched over by a guy who you wouldn’t pay much notice of. Except that he’s sitting next to a pot. On the bus. The universe is only bound by our imagination. And a well fitting lid.


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  1. Charles permalink

    Especially nice, this one.

  2. Thank you, Charlie!

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