two heads are better than one

I don’t know who came up with that now-clichéd saying, but they got it right. Certain things are accomplished (subconsciously) when in groups of two or more, yet for some reason we feel embarrassed to have a go at them alone. Maybe I’m being paranoid, or perhaps self-conscious to think this way, but hear me out.

I first experienced this ‘paranoia’ at the gym, since more often than not, no thanks to my lazy friends, I exercise alone. I noticed the first time you use any non-straightforward equipment is a tricky task. There is a time limit associated with your learning ability - let that drain and you must abandon the mission.

me, myself and i

Is it weird that I feel like I’d enjoy hanging out with myself? I was thinking the other day what if I could be in a room with many different me’s, but each at a different stage of my life. There would be a 6 year old farid, before he starts elementary school, not a care in the world and probably annoying all the grown-ups around him (most people in that age group are not fun). There would be an 8 year old farid, in 2nd grade, learning the world around him and worried about memorizing persian poetry for school. A 14 year old farid, thinking he’s a man, and knows everything and is smarter than most people around him - what a jerk. The 18 year old, much more mature, thinking about his future, but still having it pretty easy and of course the 22 year old, with a million responsibilities wishing he could be 6 again. Maybe there would be a 2 year old farid, barely talking and pooping his pants, that’d be one I’ve always wanted to see.

If this were at all possible, what would I do, with ‘myselves’? I figure the 6 and 8 year old would just be playing with matchbox cars, occasionally the 22 year old would join in. The 18 year old would be too worried about his appearance and the females. The 14 year old would try to fit in with the older crowd, but he’d probably be made fun of by the 18 and 22 year old for his cockiness (what was I thinking?). Other than that I think I’d get a long with myself. My taste has stayed the same for the most part, except probably in music - having gone from pop to rap to techno to rock. Maybe if there was a 32 year old farid present, he could talk of my latest muse and speak of the horrific burdens my future holds. Grandpa farid would also be amusing, finally at peace and probably bitching about the noise level and bragging about his glorious past. Of course I’m not thinking of the repercussions on the space-time continuum. With this kind of power I could alter the universe - butterfly, flap your wings.

terra-fic

I must say I’m very happy with the size and composition of this planet. It’s already massive considering that more than 2/3 of it is water. Just imagine if the entire surface was land or worse yet if it were the size of say Jupiter - now that would be scary… If we were immortal or had some crazy life expectancy it’d be fantastic, but considering the average lifespan in todays world? All the music, women, food, languages I wouldnt get to experience? It’d be a sad sad world.

That is why this Earth Day I’ll be celebrating at a Damien Rice concert with a portion of the proceeds going to uhh the Earth