Dopplegänger

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I remember that back in around 2010 Doppelgängers became popular on Facebook, and throughout Doppelgaänger Week, people set their profile pictures to anyone or anything that looks like them. I remember setting mine to Jack Black.

I came to a realisation tonight, that we also have Doppelgaänger names. I do not think that I am the only one who wonders what another person with the exact same name as me is doing with their lives - where they are, what they do, what hobbies they like, what foods they prefer. It compels me to wonder.  What are their circumstances? What career do they have? Do they know the same people as you? Do they look up to the same people? 

I happen to know someone who shares my exact first name and surname. We differ utterly in physical and mental states yet we share most of the same interests - rappers, scary things and pizza. I met her, if I can recall correctly, at a church Halloween party. Ever since then, I have been attending each Halloween and I scare her mask off when she reacts to my special fx makeup. Apart from all this we have twelve mutual friends on Facebook, but that number does not take into account all those both of us have met collectively. 

But I always wonder, what if we had the ability to swap into any of our Doppelgaängers' bodies? What if we had the ability to spend a certain amount of time living under the same identity but in another form, in another place, or possibly in another time? If only Doppelgaänger transferring was available. I am sure then that we would each have very interesting stories to tell.

Imagine you chose to transport into one of your Doppelgaänger's body and you were caught in the midst of a bank heist. You were holding a gun, and about to shoot an innocent bank worker. Just as you transported your Doppelgaänger pulled the trigger, and you yourself witnessed this innocent killing. Or what if you cannot swim, and after transporting into another Doppelgaänger's body you were caught under water, scuba diving with their husband? And you started to drown? Or perhaps you were able to adopt their swimming skills? What if you get stuck in your Doppelgaänger's body, never to return to your own and you bump into your original self one day?

I cannot help but to imagine this every time I think of someone with the same name as mine. It all seems impossible but one never can be too sure about something. 

Story Time: Why Barbecues Smell

Barbecues taint one's clothing with the smell of burnt coal. No matter the distance between one and the barbecue, the barbecue will always win the battle of the tainting because of the strength of the partnerships it holds with things around it.

The official clothes tainting seals one as lucky, though. It presents to the world the fact that one will soon be fortunate enough to indulge oneself in a scrumptious meal as soon as the meat is well and truly cooked. One thus becomes too interested in the food itself to care that they now smell as though they were caught in a farmhouse as it was lit aflame, burning every animal in its wake. One is now the living, breathing envy of all those in one's vicinity who are yet to have eaten, or have cooked a meal as decent enough as that cooked on the barbecue.

That of burnt coal is a ghastly smell. It enjoys to enforce its existence upon those close-by, so that when one spends their time cooking their food over the burning coal, the burning coal spreads itself and snuggles into one's clothing. It disperses itself into ones threads and becomes their very essence, their aroma. When this happens, it becomes difficult for one to separate their clothing items from the powerful stench of burnt coal, and one has no other option than to once again crave another barbecued meal - thus it can be stated that burnt coal works with the secret land of food sales and marketing.

The rate that food is sold is determined on the success of the smell of the coal - the deepness in which it instils itself in the clothing of one, the strength of the aroma and the contents of the aroma. If one enjoys consuming barbecued sausages and onions, then the burnt coal has to be sure to immerse itself into that very aroma, and then proceed to sink itself in that particular one's clothing. If the burnt coal fails to do so, then its partnership with the marketing of food does not conclude to be as successful as if it did not fail.

The barbecue, in the same way that the coal is partnered with food marketing, is partnered with the coal. The coal demands its insertion into the barbecue, promising a share if it succeeds in tainting the chef's clothing. The barbecue thus chooses to agree with the partnership, allowing the coal into it and protecting it as it burns. The coal has to then convince the fire-starter to touch it, so that the burnt coal can firstly burn, and then burn even more. The one coal then has to battle the other coals so as to be the one and only successor to keep one coming back for more.

The partnerships of every day objects allow objects to secretly gang up on humans, per se. Humans should be careful not to endorse every day objects that tend to partner up with one another - yet how can a human reject the barbecue?