Some People are made up of rhyme, coincidence, omen, periodicity, and presage... they meet whom they seek...a hundred signs apprise them of what is to befall...
....what we seek we shall find...
...ask only for high things.
...for we are the authors of our circumstances.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
My circumstances could be described as being stranded in Tahlequah. And yet, it is a blessed thing to be situated in the realismo magico of the 'quah.
I am meeting those whom I knowingly, or perhaps not consciously knowingingly seek.
I am finding the employment that is seeking me, which is the employment that I (consciously or not) seek.
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