Faces in the Crowd

Here's a video by a guy named Matt- you've perhaps seen this one- that is pretty damned watchable.  This guy goes around the world and dances his goofy dances on every angle of the Earth,  cornering the market on global dancing, round and round. 


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlfKdbWwruY

And I've been playing the stranger snap-shot game- whizzing past a car, take a good snapshot of the person inside, mentally and energetically.  Then, as they pass, take that image and play with it, contemplate it, like a sip of chardonnay.  I mean, in a car we're just sitting there, in a comfortable chair, rolling around on the surface of a planet while it rolls around the sun- and that one glimpse of a stranger has more information and just plain human existential here-ness..............than you can shake a shifter at.

Or, for an even more intimate glimpse, try it walking by someone on the street.  Just pay attention, and feel how much information there is that we almost always ignore.  It's wild, but I can do it fully rarely.  Sometimes it feels somehow wrong, as in breaking a social contract that goes unstated, i.e. 'let's all ignore each other!'.  But we don't, really- it's just the river of soul we force underground.  Tapping that could be a geyser or a flood, and a wild ride on the stream of open secrets, all around us, all the time.

Yeah, this kind of thing can be tricky- the question I have to ask myself is how much do I really want to see?  And how much do I really want to tune it out?  'Coz,  once the cat's out of the bag so to speak, you aint' gettin it back in there.............