One true sentence of the day #2
Gm #bitcoin fam,
I am out on the porch, listening to a bhajan from a nearby village, 'Radhe Radhe, Hare Krishna'. Birds peck at grains of rice and call out to their friends. The dogs in the house above mine bark as usual & I write down my thoughts.
Two folks came from around the house, a man and a lady.
They were here for the census and asked about the landlord, who had just arrived and was down in the camp area. The lady recognized him and they headed there.
The man walked behind her, his jeans rolled up, a thin line of blood trickling down his leg. I didn't ask.
I wrote 'I think, I won't be counted this time. The census records your name, age, date of birth, religion, family members, a door to door KYC of sorts. The last one happened in Indian in 2011.'
'Where will I be recorded? Do I exist? Where do I exist? Physically yes, but not in their records. Does it matter? One less counted in this country of billions.'
~10 mins later~
The lady stayed back, talking to the landlord. The guy climbed up, talking on the phone. I asked,
“All done, all good?”
He said yes and kept walking to get his bike.
I overheard him say, “Sir, I didn’t do anything. There was this small dog. He didn’t bark like the big ones and bit me. What can I do? ”
That poor chap will need at least 4 injections.
I had just written these words prior to this incident.
If every thought we had came true, then there would be chaos. There are certain thoughts, certain wavelengths where we sit and wander. The mind goes wild. Our thoughts have no boundaries. They stretch as far as your destiny. Millions wake up every day, thinking, working, contributing, keeping this wheel moving.
Did this census guy ever think he would get bitten by a dog today?
On a lighter note, were they anarcho capitalist dogs, keeping their masters away from KYC?
Well thats all for today.
Thank you & Have a great Monday :)
Happy VEGAS week to all those attending
Paco.