Vector8 Journals

Saturday, April 23, 2005

What's So Funny About Seeing Someone Fall?

The other day, on the bus, I saw a man at a bus stop who was so eager to catch the bus I was in, he hit his head against the post. I wondered if the man had seen me snigger because he avoided coming in through the front door, near where I was sitting, and sneaked in through the other door. Hehe!

What is it that makes people laugh when you see another stumble and fall or knock yourself out? Television companies are paying loads for videos featuring other people's mishaps. What's so funny about seeing someone tripping down some stairs or tripping in general? I have observed people are a lot more sympathetic when it is serious.

Reminds me of the first and only time I knocked myself out. A friend was chasing me and I didn't see the lamp post until it was too late. In those days, matter was very much real and hard. I saw stars, my legs buckled and I passed out. I reckon that knock must have been responsible for me going on the spiritual path. My theory is the knock spontaneously opened up my ajna chakra on my forehead, which made me see stars. Yeah right! Anyway, my head was resting on a friend's lap, a guy I happened to fancy but nothing came out of it because he was already seeing someone else. My other friends were killing themselves laughing, as per usual.

In the recent past, when I have had minor mishaps like hitting my head against a brick wall, I've quickly reversed the effect by thinking "That didn't happen"; "Love is all there is"; "I am Spirit" or I have laughed at the absurdity of it all; and the result has been no pain.

Maybe we laugh when someone falls because we find it absurd. How can Spirit beings fall let alone experience a fall? Perhaps, deep inside we are trying to dismiss the mishap as the nothing that it is.

As I was pondering over these ideas on another bus journey, our bus drove by a man at a bus stop. He was so engrossed in his mobile conversation he realised too late that our bus was the one he wanted. The expression on his face as the bus drove by was priceless. Like any silly event, it's funnier when you share it. I looked at the young man sitting beside me to check whether he'd been equally entertained. He had. We burst out laughing.

Humans! When will we ever stop laughing at other people's misfortunes.

I like to think as there is only One of us, I'm only laughing at myself. Someone has to.

Love, Light and Laughter,
Enocia