EVERYTHING IS FINE, GET BACK TO PLAY
Posted Apr 23, 2007 4 comments
We all have moments of weakness. First and foremost, I don’t want you to think I’m attacking you personally, or even judging you. Just this past week, I myself had a lapse of willpower, and caught myself slipping into filthy old habits again....once you get sucked back into conditioned behavior, it’s hard to ever really stop doing it...conspiracy theory and paranoia, two of the most corrosive and pointless forms of mental illness. As Robert Anton Wilson put it:
...Conspiracy Digest defines the Power Elite as somebody else. I always define the Power Elite as myself and my friends.
YOU FUCKIN HIPPIES
So what, we get to just define “the Power Elite” however we want? Is this hiding from reality, or is this re-sculpting the Universe? What is the difference between a mistunderstood genius and failure to communicate? Are your ideas measured by how profound they are, or just how contagious? Are Beauty and Simplicity the same thing, or do they just wind up hooking up a lot? Is Dr. Suess the most important philosopher of the past century? (“No" is not an acceptable answer, by the way.)
I do not know for sure, but I suspect, that there is more raw power in laughter and music than there is in every newspaper in the United States. I suspect there is more power in having balls (known to cowards as “courage”) than in having weapons. But boy howdy, the weapons sure do help.
UFOs, Human Brains, 30 Seconds.
I used to have what I called lucid nightmares...self-professed “doctors” call my former condition sleep paralysis, and it’s often used as a feeble excuse for explaining away various abduction phenomena. There is a chunk of your lizard brain reactive mind called the pons which disables your body when you hit REM sleep, and this is the same organ triggered by ”roofies.” It would appear—and only appear—that the human brain has a set pattern of firing up in the morning, just like the engine of your car.
That’s a great explanation for people who woke up in their bed, unable to move and terrified. It tends to fall apart when you’re explaining people who disappear in front of groups of their friends, accompanied by blinding lights from hovering craft—and Heck, those are just the Normal UFO Sightings! Those primates were lucky, it could have been Popo Bawa or Goetic Demons.
Earth in 2007 is strange, beautiful and monstrous enough without us making shit up.
The World’s Most Important Question
Does marijuana make you paranoid? Isn’t that weird? Isn’t it fun to be high? What gives? Doesn’t it make life into a more interesting place? Does it make you aware of sore spots, energy blocks and muscle tension you hadn’t noticed earlier? That’s not a bad thing. Everyone around you is completely insane and you’ve been dealing with stress constantly since you were born.
I’m not saying you should be stumbling around smiling, giving state cops free hugs. Do not misconstrue me. Here in the US, someone in the Department of Justice crunched the numbers and declared someone is arrested on drug charges every 20 seconds.
...dogs who experience electric shocks that they cannot avoid by their actions simply give up trying. They will passively endure later shocks that they could easily escape. People who feel battered by unsolvable problems learn to be helpless; they become passive, slower to learn, anxious and sad.
First, do no harm. Second, fuck with their minds. Your best strategy is to keep moving.
Imaginary Enemies Can Still Kill You
As the human sci-fi novel Paul Laffoley puts it:
The beauty of evil consists of the knowledge that evil is that which must be eliminated at all costs and the realization that it never will. The power of evil is that it appears not to exist until its expression.
Take my recent life, for instance, which is a Hermes-Dionysus archetype being played out at the first arc of the Kali Yuga. Since that pits me against the Need to Control, should I purchase weapons? No need. The Need to Control is irrational and in the long-run, always self-destructive. It will often respond to jokes as threats, and percieve actual threats as non-existent.
Naked, Alone, Free, Whatever
There are millions of visionary people all around the world, working overtime on making this planet a safer, healthier and more free place for human beings. There’s not nearly enough of them, and most of them are doing it completely wrong. I am 25 years old and I will tell anyone my age, with pokerface certainty, that there are no messiahs, leaders, gurus, or even credible experts who will save us.
Economists who yearn for the redistribution of wealth in an ideal society are up against history. According to a recent study, the uneven distribution of wealth in a society appears to be a universal law that holds true for economies in many different societies, from ancient Egypt to modern Japan and the U.S. This distribution may reflect a simple natural law analogous to a 100-year-old theory describing the distribution of energy in a gas.
Remember, although the human race is on the brink of a global crisis, focus on your breathing. A big crisis can be scary and exhausting, but it can also be a ton of fun! A crisis is very clarifying—everything that leads up to a crisis is irrelevant, and you are left with only the present moment and a tenative future. This might sound infinitely empty, but if you think about it, it’s actually pretty damn fresh.
But Seriously Folks
I realize this was probably the most juvenile and mindless crap I’ve ever written, so let me finish with some grown-up style advice: look to nature. Go outside, be outside as much as possible. All human technology is patterned after nature. Human innovation and understanding has yet to catch up with nature. You can find metaphor, inspiration, guidance and painful insect bites in nature.
Also, I know you think you’re too old for it and it’s been a few years since you even had a dealer’s number or anything, but I know for a fact that a number of people reading this need to go out and get some weed again. Maybe you’ve got a younger sibling you can get a nugget from? It won’t take much. But seriously, you know I’m talking about you, so do it up.
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1. Weasel85 on Apr 23, 2007 at 7:10 AM permalink
I used to get sleep paralysis occasionallly, until I realized that I was causing it myself by going to bed with my hair in a ponytail. Apparently the lump of elastic band holding my ponytail was putting pressure on a certain spot on the back of my head. Whoops.
On another note, I heard that the paranoia side-effect of weed was related to when you harvest it. Wait too long to cut it, and there’s a chemical change, which produces the paranoia. And here I was, thinking it was just my mind reacting to glimpsing some of the more unsavory possible futures in the panorama of possibilities I was made aware of when smoking.
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2. wu di on Apr 23, 2007 at 1:07 PM permalink
so a chainsaw for an 8th isnt a fair trade now o.k.
3. Lee Soarez on Apr 23, 2007 at 2:10 PM permalink
That’s my poet!
BIG, BIG Cosmic joke it all is..
Fuck all seriousness
The “slaves” shall ALWAYS serve!
Let them “credible experts” dream on..
Nothing “juvenile” about it! Not in the average sense!
You’re spot on, dog!
Let the stupid talk now.. ha!
.;.
4. Khan on Apr 30, 2007 at 2:57 PM permalink
On your last two paragraphs: Sir yes sir!