Thought Bubble # 1

(23 October 2013. Sagada, Mountain Province.)

So let me tell you about the world 300 million years ago.

300 million years ago, the world was divided into two. A body of water and a body of land. A yin and a yang. A binary of zeros and ones that we now call Pangaea.

Slowly, however, through tremors and tensions, through time and the movement of earth through space, Pangaea split into two, and then into two more, and then two others, and then two still, and on and on it went until it was no longer one piece of massive land, but pieces of little lands all previously part of one whole island. Its split created continents, and in it, countries; in it, tiny isles.

You and me, we’re that. What we had was formerly Pangaea; a time when what was mine was yours and what was yours was mine. We were formerly Pangaea – when our thoughts were one, when we finished each other’s sentences, when our hearts simultaneously drummed when we were together and when their beating mellowed down when they realized neither one of us was leaving.

But time and space, and tremors and shakes made their way, and now we’re not so much Pangaea as we are little islands surrounded by a wide ocean. You’re the Maldives to my tiny Borneo island, and each passing day you drift farther and farther away from me, and I from you. It can’t be all that terrible, I admit, because while we’ve separated paths, I’ve learned a lot of other things – how to commune with others, how to befriend fate, how to live with the fact that nothing in life is ever constant…

…but most of all, this is what I’ve learned – how the earth is round. That no matter how much time will pass, and how much we think we’re drifting farther and farther away from each other, we’re eventually going to bump each other again. Millennia from now, maybe another Pangaea will form, and it will bring us back to who we used to be.

Maybe it will take another 300 million years, but I don’t mind waiting.