“Today is a very special day in Thailand”

Said the guy that sat down next to me on the curb belonging to one of the main intersections in Bangkok. He had also received free icy cold water and freshly squeezed cold orange juice from a very enthusiastic group of people handing them free goodies from a van.

And to say the least, a gift like this is more than welcome after spending the afternoon squeezed in a sweaty stumbling mob that alows barely adequate space to move an inch (since I’ve decided to share this experience in English, let’s do it the proper way).

And that was only after making it over the Chao Phraya river in an express longboat packed to the brims with locals and not so locals as myself that had witnessed the funeral procession of the lately departed king Bhumibol that had sat on the “iron throne” for the past 70 years and the people had simply adored.

That was also visible by sincere tears on their faces accompanied with his royal highnesses portraits of a plethora of shapes and sizes. Or was that the sweat, pouring down their faces due to a standing halt on the midnoon simmering sun?

I have certainly melted a few pounds away on this very special day. And it seems incomprehensible still as it is fresh in my mind, that I’ve wondered down the path of all out celebration of black colour. It just so happened that I’ve decided to wear a black shirt this morning when I was more focused on getting some delicious thai breakfast.

Therefore by incindent I’ve partaken in this funeral rite of escorting the late king to his greater path of existance beyond this reality as almost the entire population of Bangkok or probaby Thailand was wearing black.

Quite amazing if you think about it, the population of Banghkok reaches up to 7 million people; not counting daily migration that rounds the number up to 15-20, and it sure felt like everyone was invited to the funeral.

I mean littearly, as if time had stoped to exist for each and every individual that had been there, waiting to see the escort and to pay spiritual tribute to his hollines. Not even the Buddhist monks were exempt from forming a line and waiting. And wait we did, the crowd looked like as if they were the turists, holding up their smart phones and taking pictures of everything and nothing. 

I’ve also come across some turists that I’ve found couriously lost in the actions that they could take in order to avoid the crowd and get on with whatever they were planing to do. I mean that in a way that has no traces of judgement whatsoever. I’m also a turist in this place…

Or am I? Well to be completely honest, I don’t feel like a tourist, I’ve been to places and have met a lot of people in my life. Not one so far had claimed rights to pieces of landmass and water on this planet of ours. Not truly, we still subscribe to the idea of statehood, government, nationality, race, … the list goes on. In both directions that is, you can micro segment each and every thing in existance down to the atom (that’s what they told us in primary school: there is no smaller particle) and further down to quantum particles as long as there is an observer present of relatively noticing the difference toward it’s counterpart. 

And you can go the other way, macro analysis from our solar system to the galaxy and beyond.

To fully comprehend this, I will gladly point you toward some academic resources that would scope it out for you because I’ve wondered away from the topic a bit. And if you think about it, not really, I’m just scoping it out a tad.

If we get back to the geographical and linear timeline that we’ve started from, the vary fact, that most of us humans wondering around this planet, some searching for something that we can describe and some looking still to what extent this little thing called existance reaches.

Fact; you always find what you’re looking for!

And that is exactly why my trip to Bangkok is different from yours. I’m here to learn something about myself, since our realities are merely a projection of ourselves. 

If this is not the case, than please, contact me, I’ll invite you for a drink or a grab to eat, because we have a lot to talk about.

And for the cherry on top, acording to a random street name that I’ve wondered into and than later a Wikipedia post that had me wondering what trully is so special about this day:

“Day of Great Sorrow”[1]) was a watershed event inThailand‘s history. The uprising resulted in the end of the ruling military dictatorship of anti-communist Thanom Kittikachorn and altered the Thai political system. Notably, it highlighted the growing influence of Thaiuniversity students in politics.”

Have a great day. 


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