One afternoon(if memory serves righly it was in 1995) I was riding the city bus in Lakeland , Florida near where the former J.C. Penny department store building was ...which (by that time) had been purchased by some other business ...NOT a department store, and upon looking out the window of the city bus at people walking on the sidewalks or crossing streets ---either going to work, or going about other excursions ...it all suddenly looked very funny (though the people were not doing anything that would usually be considered funny ...it was just an average afternoon in town)...and I burst into something like a paroxysm of uncontrollable laughing .

I could hardly stop for quite some time ; it is a wonder I didn't fall out of my bus seat .

Taking apart the various components of mood and /or cognition , I report with accurate retrospection that it was as if the usual everyday sights lost their usual sense of dull mental habit associated with language ( i.e. of what you call things and events either out loud , or inwardly.... in the internal dialogue) that for a moment there was an instant of raw seeing of such ordinary sights and sounds ...and the throwness of them as being thrown together in that particular ensemble in that particular time and space either (A) seemed somehow absurd ...or (B) that it is seemed somehow unwieldy to fit that experience back into the usual descriptions of language (e.g. here are people crossing the street , walking on the sidewalks going to work, running errands ) .

I'm inclined to think the mentation involved was that of scenario (B) .

Yet I long to know what the deeper implication of that expereince is (if any) ?

Sometimes I laugh at apparently nothing or nothing other than the walk about daily events that aren't particularly funny--not at tragic events mind you (I certainly don't do that) but just the experiencer say of sitting on a chaiir or being in the room . My father in recent years in telephone discussions has confiderd to me that he also laughs sometimes at apparently every day events for no usual reason .

My uncle on my mother's side. Uncle Mike , who died in 2001 , would sometimes stand in front of a mirror and look at himself and burst out laughing intermittently .

What is the ideatum of such experiences ? What cosmic meanings do they signify , if any ?

(Yours truly is chary of using the term 'cosmic' cause it is sometimes used as a vague superlative) .