Transit Lab: Jupiter’s Station in Food and Words

Yesterday, my roommate, her friend and I tore down most of an old guest house on her property that the city said had to go. She’d invited a bunch more people who never showed, but she was prepared for them with food and drink. Among the food is a giant bowl of fruit salad.

If I weren’t experiencing a dearth of patience, I’d list for you all the words from various thick books that might fit with an attempt to give justice to the size of this bowl. There must be have been seven thousand pounds of watermelon alone in this bowl, that melon being one of I think six fruits in the mix.

Today has seen periodic gorging on this entirely beautiful fruit. She seems to eat some of the fruit from time to time, like a person would, and I seem to eat it like the world’s gonna end tomorrow and this fruit from this bowl is my ticket into the VIP room in the afterlife.

(Fitting with Jupiter’s influence of bringing to one the novel, foreign and new, I must note that there is a kind of cantaloupe represented in the fruit salad that I’ve never had before. Its taste is different, its rind is different, but its color and texture are exactly the same. Thanks, Jupiter, for making my fruit world a bigger place.)

Re the words part of the title, there is a distinct lack of word flow as Jupiter stations. If I could plug your mind into my mind, or even pry back the edge of my cranium and let you peek inside, like that time last week, you would see a ton of mental energy with very few words to go with it. It’s kind of ridiculous. In this moment I’m aware that I’m typing a “there has to be a better word than blog” post, and I’m simply shocked that there’s something to say.

I spoke Friday night at LA’s raddest metaphysical bookstore, The Bodhi Tree in West Hollywood. The title was “Unraveling Karma,” and the idea was to flesh out an appropriately useful definition of that notion and show, using a few chart examples, how to change karma (karma defined as the patterns we make from our habits, beliefs and conditioning from past lives - essentially, change your beliefs and then patterns and choices, and you can change your karma). The prep for the talk was comically rocky, and I think it went okay as of the moment when a few people in the audience began asking juicy questions. I apparently could respond well to input, but couldn’t generate a consistent flow on my own, like I seem to believe I usually can.

I have no idea how to end this post.

Um.

Hrrm.

The end?

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August 5, 2007 By Tom Jacobs