There I was, sitting on the downtown D train, completely transfixed by Steve Reich’s “Electric Guitar Phase,” when a man walked toward me handing out fliers. I caught a glimpse of one and had to take one.
This may look familiar if you happened to read a post in July 2011, Why Is This Pinned to My Corkboard, Part 5.
I found this on the seat of a subway car many, many, MANY years ago. To coin a phrase, “It spoke to me.”
The messages here, delivered more than ten years, apart, are identical, except for the names and addresses! I like to think Teresa is following in Rev. John’s footsteps, tapping the same mysterious source — after all, this speaks to the film’s theme — and not a plagiarist.
I missed my stop, by the way.
UPDATE: During spring cleaning I found a flyer with the same text dating back to the 20th Century, this time the advisor was Sister Ann.
wendalina jolie
Coincidences are stars in my life’s sky, the breath of my rudder. What incredible light when the firmament decends…
Love it.
Need them.
David Licata
And I love this comment! Thank you, Wendalina.