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The Passage of a Few People Through a Rather Brief Moment in Time #62
09.1.10
One or more persons during a certain period drop their usual motives for movement and action, their relations, their work and leisure activities, and let themselves be drawn by the attractions of the terrain and the encounters they find there.
It's a bike ride.
Started by user nathansnider and user theroyalacademy.
It meets every Wednesday at 8:30pm at California Donuts #21.
We ride at 9pm.
We'll endeavor to return before the last red line trains (around midnight).
See how we move.
On the second year of this bike ride, you might expect:
- more inconvenient passageways
- more full moon picnics
- perhaps more "cover" versions of other people's rides, performed with amateurish enthusiasm
- certainly more amateurish enthusiasm
- disorientation
- reorientation
- pool halls
- bowling alleys
- dance parties
- karaoke
- imaginary histories
- scavenging for fun and sustenance
- more geocaching
- more oblique strategies
- more Oulipian constraints
- traffic median tea parties (really, we're going to get to this)
Furthermore:
- A medium pace (maybe not for beginners; certainly not a hustle)
- But we're not in a rush; we don't need to run every light.
- A little over 20 miles this week, with some hills. Brakes, please.
- Post-Art Deco, Pre-Googie architectural oddities.
- Victory donuts!
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This week:
Circuit Breaker
If enough people imagine something to be true, does that make it real?
The Loch Ness Monster, extraterrestrial visitors, Bigfoot... all remain popular despite the lack of any evidence beyond a few photos (blurry, always) that are admitted, years later, to be faked. And on this - a but of papier mache, a dowel and some string - entire mythologies are constructed.
There are some who claim that mass hysteria amounts to a decision (a conscious one, even) to engage with a shared belief. One merely needs to flip a switch, and the other world, so much more dramatic and meaningful than our own, becomes accessible.
And then there are the charismatics, the mystics, those who claim to have access to the secret knowledge that will break down the barriers between the worlds - living and dead; earthly and celestial; ancient and modern - if only we would listen. They tell us that those other worlds, so much more dramatic and meaningful than our own, really are trying to speak to us.
And if we listen, we may be astonished to find that indeed there are voices, and indeed they are telling us something.
"Ride your bike," they say. "Ride it to California Donuts on 3rd and New Hampshire. Go there now!"
You should listen to those voices.
Meet at 8:30; Ride at 9. Flip the switch.
(and join the mailing list!)
The promised land of syntheses...
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