The world is in chaos, declining by the hour – all the turmoil, destruction, insanity and ugliness – the world in distress, so much ugly terror reign allover and stuff is not hitting for shit, all is shit, actually – it’s a ship going down..
BUT YOU JUST GOT TO FUCKING LOVE IT, MAN!
I mean, you got to FUCKING LOVE IT ALL – to see past it all and just love all the ugly shit – HELL, i’m going POWER-BLIND, i can love the air i breathe – YOU JUST GOT TO LOVE IT THE WAY IT IS, LOVE YOUR LIFE, NOW
Hmm, how can i spin off on this notion further..
As we say here in Sweden: “Du måste gilla läget..” You have to like the affair the world is, IN, and enrich your own world with a positive view of point – you just got to love YOUR LITTLE LIFE, and the WORLD – not resort to petty cynicism, but rather look on the sunny, bright side..
And this is something that comes, from psychedelic drugs: WHAT COUNTS, is how crazy–IN A GOOD WAY, you are!
You can live in Spain and have the most amazing view, all the luxury–LIVING ON EASY STREET in a beautiful place, and lead a life of luxury – but without that nerve of madness, it counts as pointless – all you got is a nice house, with a view – but if your can’t feel SLACKFUL MADNESS – without the right spice to things, what do you actually got??
I don’t understand why i would want a POOL, if i don’t got slack along with that pool, MORE SLACK!
There IS a more-SLACK perception of reality, that can be achieved by tweaking the mental with chemicals…
Like making a square into a squircle.. Like waking up and everything feels cozy and FROPUOUS…like a more shroomy stoned state of perception..
EUPHORIA! Imagine an euphoric state like a sweet melancholy – when the mind becomes loose and fussy – a shroomed state like a wake dream – to wake up in wonderland
I feel it often here in my little apartment – a feel of a lush and green fussiness just thinking of nature..
You just GOT TO love the world of man, BUT especially LOVE, UTTERLY LOVE, the NATURE – nature is slack, slack comes naturally – but you need to see the sacredness of earth, and see the AIR as sacred as you start seeing everything as sacred – and becomes in LOVE with the very subjective feeling of your own life, and love living it – AND, hence love the turmoil, destruction, the CHAOS– LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT, IF ONLY IN A SADISTIC, PLAYFUL IDEA– PLATING WITH MADNESS..
LIFE is but a GAME between two opposites of being either alive or being dead- inbetween that you can do ANY-THING YOU WANT- it makes no difference, because when you die everything is over and all been said and done and you are done – so in that inbetween you can only fail your crusade of freedom in ONE SINGLE WAY: you die- SO KILL THE FATHER FUCK THE MOTHER, MEANS TO: Overthrow old familiar and traditional LAW of nature, to rise to a day in the shroud of ANYTHING – the race is all one is nothing, means the race will always carry on, and you might make an impact– but the race is always ALL, so thus you are free to do whatever you might do…
You’re free to do what you want to do – “Nothing is true; everything is permitted”
Kill the father fuck the mother!