So i took some guys on an adventure this weekend. We hopped on the c-train and headed to the trainyards. We stopped at a play structure and played 'grounders'. I was it, blindfolded, and I heard somone on the slide in front of me, so I swung down fast to get him, but it was actually 2 slides with a divider between them. I smashed my balls and tailbone so hard....im still wincing every time i move. So we went to the trains, climbed up on one and smoked some joints. Then we started to jump cars. that was cool. Then the train started moving and we all went down, and we held on and had a contest to see who could hold on the longest as it got faster and faster. No one died. Then we went to the zoo, and jumped the fence into the zebra pen. half the guys i was with couldn't stand up straight and were mad heat. We jumped a few more fences....and out of nowhere blows by me a Lion. A huge fucking lion a foot from me. Dave, the guy last in line was in the lions pen, so we screamed at him to get out, he was climbing out and the lion jumped at him. it was crazzzyy! Then we did some mush and smoked some joints on top of the dinosaurs.
some insights:
5 am.
I watch..A man and a whale.....inuit. Television has given me the oppertunity to share a moment between fellow mammals.....sorry, the flickering of the tv has distracted me......the moment between 'man' and 'beast', hunter and hunted...did it for me. Then he stabbed it. A hole in the ice...needed to breathe.....stabbed again and again.
I howled at the moon tonight. From the stem of my soul It energized my entire body. Someone howled back. I smiled...Us, people howling at the moon...this REAL world where the tv drones on about some stuff to think about......thought about....done. My tap is dripping, my fridge hums out it's never ending mission to 'preserve'. how many machines are designed to preserve, and how many to solve the problems of today, tomorrow.
'be a man, young man' an old inuit man says to a young boy as he presents a giant bucket of whale blubber to him that they had just hunted and killed. It's about survival...about community, provide for the community and we are all happy...we are all equal.
Is this a better way to live?
I just watched a hawk spread out it's wings to defend a kill....beauty....It flew off...watching it, I felt it's energy....I feel so alive....I'm flying.....I'm beautiful.....A constant battle with my ego....we've found a middle ground for now.....Teaching. Teaching is a middle ground for man and his ego.
the territory of existence is creating awkward social questions.
this silly existence.....I exist. That is my 'Thing' existing. everybody has a thing.
A hundred words fail to encompass the beauty....A tear is running down my face. why? how? who?....all words and questions.....and then the moment is gone. The attempt to capture it, describe it, and classify it.....a system designed to fail. Science is determined to prove that wrong. In doing so, more moments have been missed, missing the endless, indescribable beauty and glowingness of every moment.
new page.
fresh ideas.
new start.
clear head.
sshhhhhhh....
In silencing, I have forgot........but now I have re-found,
the train came back around....gone.....found.
Why meditate in silence for 40 years...just do some mushrooms.
but it kills your body
Curse this sickly yellow light that fuels my 'modern' existence. Curses to the routined life....over when the lights go out. But having control of when the lights go out allows for the drive of modern man, of 'America'. Freedom. Limitless time constraints at the flick of a switch.
The more you want something, the less likely it will happen.
stealin and dealin screamin semen like a demon
My going rate is 25$
LICK MORE MOOSE!!!!
GROW MORE TREES!!!!!!
Opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one.
some insights:
5 am.
I watch..A man and a whale.....inuit. Television has given me the oppertunity to share a moment between fellow mammals.....sorry, the flickering of the tv has distracted me......the moment between 'man' and 'beast', hunter and hunted...did it for me. Then he stabbed it. A hole in the ice...needed to breathe.....stabbed again and again.
I howled at the moon tonight. From the stem of my soul It energized my entire body. Someone howled back. I smiled...Us, people howling at the moon...this REAL world where the tv drones on about some stuff to think about......thought about....done. My tap is dripping, my fridge hums out it's never ending mission to 'preserve'. how many machines are designed to preserve, and how many to solve the problems of today, tomorrow.
'be a man, young man' an old inuit man says to a young boy as he presents a giant bucket of whale blubber to him that they had just hunted and killed. It's about survival...about community, provide for the community and we are all happy...we are all equal.
Is this a better way to live?
I just watched a hawk spread out it's wings to defend a kill....beauty....It flew off...watching it, I felt it's energy....I feel so alive....I'm flying.....I'm beautiful.....A constant battle with my ego....we've found a middle ground for now.....Teaching. Teaching is a middle ground for man and his ego.
the territory of existence is creating awkward social questions.
this silly existence.....I exist. That is my 'Thing' existing. everybody has a thing.
A hundred words fail to encompass the beauty....A tear is running down my face. why? how? who?....all words and questions.....and then the moment is gone. The attempt to capture it, describe it, and classify it.....a system designed to fail. Science is determined to prove that wrong. In doing so, more moments have been missed, missing the endless, indescribable beauty and glowingness of every moment.
new page.
fresh ideas.
new start.
clear head.
sshhhhhhh....
In silencing, I have forgot........but now I have re-found,
the train came back around....gone.....found.
Why meditate in silence for 40 years...just do some mushrooms.
but it kills your body
Curse this sickly yellow light that fuels my 'modern' existence. Curses to the routined life....over when the lights go out. But having control of when the lights go out allows for the drive of modern man, of 'America'. Freedom. Limitless time constraints at the flick of a switch.
The more you want something, the less likely it will happen.
stealin and dealin screamin semen like a demon
My going rate is 25$
LICK MORE MOOSE!!!!
GROW MORE TREES!!!!!!
Opinions are like assholes, everybody's got one.
