To be specific: the world amazes me with its capacity to throw simliar ideas, opurunities, thoughts, and people, from a stunning myriad of times and places, at my consciousness, simultaneously.
I was just reading through all of Transmetropolitan and contemplating the issue on the disenfranchised, abused, and drug addicted children of The City, when my roomate, who exists in another time space continuum from me, appeared for dinner, only to prompt a conversation on the importance of enlightened and thought through parenting.
I wish i could think/remember all of the other examples that have to do with enormous "the way you'd think of God's as big," coincidences.
Vagueness abounds: reading alternative economics only to run into a free talk on independent economics after capitalism theories, or taking a semester of environmental philosophy and then flying home with a Human Rights Environmental Activist animatedly adjacent. Again and Again.

all bullshit! listen.
Because coincidences don't mean anything more, and that was the point.

How many days do we spend thinking about the same things?