23 to 319 to 1287

March 14, 2015 Posted by the writer

My unforeseen four-month dip from life has brought forth all sorts of never expected epiphanies.

For example, I’ve been thinking a lot about what’s gotten me to exactly here. I went from a decade in Australia to 36-months state-side to this, essentially – now.

Australia is roughly the same size as the continental U.S. And there are 23 million people there, just about. In the States, there’s 319 million humans – approximately.

Sharing my life amongst such extremities is one of the components that makes me, Me. My unique contribution to Us, if you will.

23 million to 319 million is an increase of 1,287%. I don’t know anyone else who can say they swapped population status to a group 1,287% greater from where they were. I’m not saying I’m the only one – there’s just no one else I’ve crossed with quite the same position.

I could spew an even list of pluses and minuses of both countries I hold passports for. When it comes to preference, I like quiet. That’s why I know one day I’ll end up back in Oz.

My life has been uniquely balanced between two lands. I lived in the States until I was 23, so I grew up here. But then I spent years 24 to 33 in Australia… and debatably, that’s when you really grow up.

So now I’ve been vomited back to a country where I just don’t fit anymore. I don’t identify with Earth, generally speaking. But I certainly don’t associate with the United States of America. Not anymore. It is a celebrity-sucking, politically corrupt cess-pool where I often suffocate. However, to me – it’s just numbers.

If Australia, for example, had the greater population – it would have more problems. It’s simple statistics, really. More humans = more commotion, which will inevitably lead to more problems.

I’m just trying to get my love-spread on. And as someone who believes in past lives and every existence being pre-determinted to a degree, I’m merely steadying myself on the plank best as I can – before my day comes to jump.

Over a month ago, I applied for a job in Manhattan that I’m still betting will get me back to the only place I can balance while I continue to reside in my present hemisphere. Toes crossed.

Also, I’m listening to this a lot. It makes sense:

I got enemies, got a lotta enemies
Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy
They tryna take the waaave from a nigga
Fuckin’ with the kid and pray for your nigga
I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my day
Fuck goin’ online that ain’t part of my day…

… I got rap niggas that I gotta act like I like
But my actin’ days are over, fuck them niggas for life.

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