Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Astrodienst

As the skeptical idealist type, I've never really fallen for horoscopes, until I found one for birthdates. Then, it got strange; it was impeccably detailed, but seemed to describe me in oddly intimate ways. This was not a horoscope effect--which is what I like to call it--where the circumstances contrive to fit the person in afterthought. I'm not sure what to think of it now.

Then I stopped by the library today, and I had forgotten my card. The librarian had to use my birthdate to find me. There was a scroll-worthy list of several pages of people born on the same month, date, and year! (and this is probably only in my library region, as well) which makes me wonder... Say--perhaps, that there is some truth to personalities being influenced by the day you're born--are these people all like me?

I think it would be terrifying to find someone who was exactly like me. I might hate myself, or excavate a repulsive narcissism.

[EDIT{
I saw my first opera on Friday. It was beautiful.
I thought I would be anything but enchanted. Wrong.
Poetry into music.
}]

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