“I Believe in Shit Like That” By Tom Chen Obviously, it’s not “shit.” But a good summary is in saying “I believe in shit like that.” And I absolutely do. When unseen forces push through the conscious barrier to make me step back and reflect on actions I must take in order to fulfill the presented challenge. My growth as it is, another layer to add upon my existing form and a dualistic path in which one pivots at the fork: do I take this insight seriously; follow it into the future? You’re damn right. Because it is guidance. Spiritual guidance directing personal experience, individually customized to navigate actual living. I wonder if atheists believe in spiritual guidance, or do they think intuition’s their own? My eyes open when the new day starts. I try not to move in ignorance, for it sets the path in motion for that particular day. And there is a limit to days, but no limit to accruing layers. I understand what my elders speak of, when they tell me that time will move faster as I age. I have experienced this, time does get faster, and years will continue to shorten as moments blur together. I pray that I have focus within each particular day. ( layers ) My eyes open with an aftermath of yesterday’s fuck-ups ready to greet me ( layer ). Mixing wine and beer and whiskey will leave me feeling sick in the stomach. Normally subtle headaches will clear before the afternoon, but a mixture like this guarantees a harder start. This can’t prevent me from realizing that my next move sets the path of motions for this particular day. ( layer ) On the good days, I take time to acknowledge each breath and cherish the sync between it and my emotional center, and find joy in my beating heart. Inside one breath I can generate a plethora of pictures and sounds with imagination, and am entertained by the show. I might not be able to explain the show well to others, but sharing a laugh with nature and my shadow leaves me grateful that I am allowed to experience such things. The magic of creation and the act of creating, understanding the influences I absorb and use, from the teachers who have come before me: Jesus and John Belushi and Jimi Hendrix and Bruce Lee and Hunter S. Thompson and Richard Pryor and Leonardo Da Vinci and everyone that has left an emotional imprint in my mind by way of pictures and sounds ( layers ). I thank you. I smile because I witness people shift faces and figures with voices and thoughts. I laugh because the spiritual forces pushing these expressions make life precious and entertaining. Love does make magical interactions possible. But there is also evil working to harm people, which make horrible interactions possible. I suppose this is chalked up to the eternal conflict between darkness and light. I, I’ll have to continue accruing layers.