When you were Jung
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If I didn’t know better, you’d have me say the way today’s feeds, playlists, watchlists and what-nots are geared for our liking has strongly undermined the rate we witness serendipity… Or however else you might call it: synchronicity, fortune, fate, confirmation bias.
Thankfully, I’m not one to fall for such a loser’s speech. If anything, the staleness brought about by our giving in to the clockwork gods only makes unforeseen findings shine brighter, as the lower likelihood for them to happen makes the few times they do be even more meaningful.
It’s almost as if they were evergreens amidst the otherwise man-made landscape of a town: their being there is clearer, louder, than it would be in the woods. And thus living is not anymore about withstanding mishaps, but staying wide aware as to acknowledge all of their meanings.