Battling The Elements
As I sit by the water, I feel the cool breeze and warm sun touch my skin.
I can’t help but wonder why all these fucking idiots decide to go outside and now of all times.
I can’t help but wonder why all these fucking idiots decide to go outside and now of all times.
Not for nothing, I have not seen as many people out and about on the streets than ever before. Kids playing basketball again and family bike rides. It’s beautiful really. But not so fast, I see that pasty white, almost translucent skin. Red eyes that are squinting, just like the chinks drinking coronas, because these are now the first rays of sunlight entering those dilated pupils in months.
But anyway not my business what you do or don't do.
What is beautiful is this wether. 65 sunny, slight breeze I can’t ask for more.
What is beautiful is this wether. 65 sunny, slight breeze I can’t ask for more.
I drove down to this little park that over looks the water.
Just sitting in my car; hearing the water and the wind; about to crack open the philosophical/ wacky book “the sacred mushroom and the cross”.
Yes; Supposedly Jesus was a mushroom.
Yes; Supposedly Jesus was a mushroom.
Who the fuck knows.
An older gentleman pulls up next to me; on the opposite curb then I; in an old baby blue, slightly rusted mercury, something. He parked and turned the car off.
Now. Because I am a weird fuck, I sat and watched him. Like an animal at the zoo, or an insect on a leaf.
Now. Because I am a weird fuck, I sat and watched him. Like an animal at the zoo, or an insect on a leaf.
It’s intriguing to see someone in the situation.
Someone you’ve never seen, never knew. Never will know and probably will never see again.
As I watched him gaze out over the water, take a deep breath.. exhale.
I thought?
Did he just need a break from his nagging wife? Has he been told a family member taken ill? Did he lose his job? Did he just want some time alone to decompress, I’ll never know.
I set my phone up on my steering wheel in such a position I can read without having to hold it. I began reading.
“If the rain that wets the desert and gives it life, then the moisture from heaven must be a more abundant kind of sperm” .... hm
“Then above the sky’s the source of nature’s semen might be a mighty penis” .. ok wtf
Weird way to put that there chief. but ok.
*trumpet playes*
Ooooooo what’s this song I hear?
I look over the gentlemen in the car popped some jazz sounding music. It was smooth, well harmonized and just made you wanna snap your fingers. He Opened his news paper and just bobbed his head to the music. I rolled my window down and yelled,
"Who is this? What Band is this?"
I saw him slightly turn his head.
So I yelled again, "Hey what song is this?"
He just looked forward and bobbed his head.
He's right though, fuck me. Shut up and just enjoy the moment.
"Who is this? What Band is this?"
I saw him slightly turn his head.
So I yelled again, "Hey what song is this?"
He just looked forward and bobbed his head.
He's right though, fuck me. Shut up and just enjoy the moment.
Such a peaceful sight to see. Good vibes only.
All of a sudden
A cop pulls up.
Just so you know this parks parking-lot over looks the water. So naturally it is kind of a spot people pull up to hangout, eat lunch or just watch the water.
As I looked around there was about 15 cars.
When this dude pulled around, whipped into a spot and parked. I counted; 1....2.....3.....4.....5.....si.
The car next to him pulls out. Then another, then another. Slowly one by one about 8 cars left. This pig must smell.. LOL
As I looked around there was about 15 cars.
When this dude pulled around, whipped into a spot and parked. I counted; 1....2.....3.....4.....5.....si.
The car next to him pulls out. Then another, then another. Slowly one by one about 8 cars left. This pig must smell.. LOL
First thought- makes sense first responder. Corona epidemic, nobody wants to take chance. Everyones nervous little shits wearing masks.
Second thought- I have my pipe and material sitting on my lap? was just about to have a little sacred toke of my own? Ahhhhshit still not legal.
makes sense.
Didn't matter to me though, I just sat and continued to read...
....Man has struggled for millennia. Battling the wind as it blows his shelter over. Going hungry because the animals stole his animals. Scared and lonely in an incomprehensible time of pure survival. Looking up to the night sky wondering. What if I could have all the animals? Be more powerful than the wind, and build permanent shelter. Overcome the cold bitterness of winter. And see deep into space and across the horizon. Be powerful over all. Become Omnipotent.
It is Logical man would pondered himself, his struggles and his existence. The man dreamed of being a God. Thus creating the image of a God of which he aims to become. As he progressed he obtained vast knowledge that separated him from the animal world. No longer fearing the cold, nor the ocean or famine. But more importantly unlocking the opportunity to uncover the very secrets to the universe and the cause of his struggle that set him on this journey.
It's hard to even think that deep. We don't Know how far back humans go. What was life like when it first started? Were they appreciative that they evolved? Were they grateful of there new found consciousness?
How weird would that feel, "waking up". Like if your dog or cat gained intelligent consciousness over night, that experience alone would make them shit themselves over and over again.
I was watching this documentary and have heard from multiple different sources that 1: an advanced civilization could have lived 100s of thousands of years ago and 2: There is some evidence pointing to such a civilization, living long before any know ancient human, in Antartica. Seems like some pretty tough conditions but as you get that deep into history we cannot imagine how the world looked.
We can speculate, draw some inferences and use the facts we have but we are limited to our finite lives. It is mind fucking to even think all the time you have lived or will live. We really do live in moments.
Maybe those living with mental illness have illness because of this reason. Anxiety is an irrational response to the environment, the future, etc. Yes there are physiological changes but thats just like someone believing they got better from a placebo. Maybe those anxious need help living in the moment.
Depression manifests itself out of thin air. Individuals may experience some trauma. Maybe its hereditary. Maybe they are battling things within themselves. Or maybe they focus on what has gone wrong constantly, they feel stuck in that time of sadness, and they have completely forgot to be in this moment.
As I study psychology I know this to be only little of the truth. What I do know though, these kind of thoughts and psyche; that come with the labeled disease; become cyclical. Sometimes grabbing you and never letting you go. Without warning. Without remorse. Constantly going over the same kind of thought patterns.
When you start thinking in depressed terms or feel overwhelming anxiety, those thoughts can be replayed. As you think about why you have those feelings, if they will go away. Is there something wrong with me? So if I just did this instead. If I just can do this. A complete flood of questions and intense physical discomfort. That both play on each other in this cycle of thought.
You begin to question yourself. You begin to question your past. And the future is too scary because you're afraid it will be the past.
look at our friend battling the elements during the erection of humanity, fighting for his survival. He had deep thoughts of his past and his future. But it was the choice to realize his struggles, dream about his future, and realistically think what he can do right now, in the present , to eventually become the God he so chooses to become.
Ok this book is tripping me out. Thats enough for today.
Stay safe, tricks are for the khads.
makes sense.
Didn't matter to me though, I just sat and continued to read...
....Man has struggled for millennia. Battling the wind as it blows his shelter over. Going hungry because the animals stole his animals. Scared and lonely in an incomprehensible time of pure survival. Looking up to the night sky wondering. What if I could have all the animals? Be more powerful than the wind, and build permanent shelter. Overcome the cold bitterness of winter. And see deep into space and across the horizon. Be powerful over all. Become Omnipotent.
It is Logical man would pondered himself, his struggles and his existence. The man dreamed of being a God. Thus creating the image of a God of which he aims to become. As he progressed he obtained vast knowledge that separated him from the animal world. No longer fearing the cold, nor the ocean or famine. But more importantly unlocking the opportunity to uncover the very secrets to the universe and the cause of his struggle that set him on this journey.
It's hard to even think that deep. We don't Know how far back humans go. What was life like when it first started? Were they appreciative that they evolved? Were they grateful of there new found consciousness?
How weird would that feel, "waking up". Like if your dog or cat gained intelligent consciousness over night, that experience alone would make them shit themselves over and over again.
I was watching this documentary and have heard from multiple different sources that 1: an advanced civilization could have lived 100s of thousands of years ago and 2: There is some evidence pointing to such a civilization, living long before any know ancient human, in Antartica. Seems like some pretty tough conditions but as you get that deep into history we cannot imagine how the world looked.
We can speculate, draw some inferences and use the facts we have but we are limited to our finite lives. It is mind fucking to even think all the time you have lived or will live. We really do live in moments.
Maybe those living with mental illness have illness because of this reason. Anxiety is an irrational response to the environment, the future, etc. Yes there are physiological changes but thats just like someone believing they got better from a placebo. Maybe those anxious need help living in the moment.
Depression manifests itself out of thin air. Individuals may experience some trauma. Maybe its hereditary. Maybe they are battling things within themselves. Or maybe they focus on what has gone wrong constantly, they feel stuck in that time of sadness, and they have completely forgot to be in this moment.
As I study psychology I know this to be only little of the truth. What I do know though, these kind of thoughts and psyche; that come with the labeled disease; become cyclical. Sometimes grabbing you and never letting you go. Without warning. Without remorse. Constantly going over the same kind of thought patterns.
When you start thinking in depressed terms or feel overwhelming anxiety, those thoughts can be replayed. As you think about why you have those feelings, if they will go away. Is there something wrong with me? So if I just did this instead. If I just can do this. A complete flood of questions and intense physical discomfort. That both play on each other in this cycle of thought.
You begin to question yourself. You begin to question your past. And the future is too scary because you're afraid it will be the past.
look at our friend battling the elements during the erection of humanity, fighting for his survival. He had deep thoughts of his past and his future. But it was the choice to realize his struggles, dream about his future, and realistically think what he can do right now, in the present , to eventually become the God he so chooses to become.
Ok this book is tripping me out. Thats enough for today.
Stay safe, tricks are for the khads.
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