It’s like… To embark on a 7 hour mushroom trip – it’s like discovering Neither World, like the sensual world; MOTHER EARTH, NATURE– SOFTENING-UP THE BRAIN, gives a perceived notion of a TENDER AND SPIRITUAL WORLD…to re-consider your “Ways To Live” – to find your standing alone, your own egoistic solace, KICKING EVERYTHING ELSE OUT, and WAKING UP–to the world; LSD CAN HELP WITH THAT:
And to break over, break on through, to that world; the sensual world – might mean you go as far as SHUNNING the ways to live–being WORKING a day-job-life. I know, personally, after some mushroom trips i really lost the DICIPLINE ASPECT of going to work and live, in a way, as a CARRIER OF SOCIETY, making ends meet, etc, and most people would call that SELFISH – i’d call it KILL THE FATHER FUCK THE MOTHER, a complete RE-CONSTRUCTION OF MEANING, A DIFFERENT LIFE/FOUNDATION OF WHAT LIVING MEANS– face it; in my younger days, i lived at my mom’s, spent about 75% of my time IN THE WOODS, her buying me food for, like, $50/MONTH, not working and without any means of an INCOME– THAT’S IT: You might go as far as solely DELVE INTO, TO GOURGE YOURSELF, in that LITTLE SANCTUARY OF THE WOODS, like waking up then laying right back down again, to dream as you snooze, fishing and cooking and chopping wood, live in the psychedelic world as living by nature and re-consider you “ways to live”– TO a rather meager work/career situation, ALTHOUGH SUCH FAT AND FRUITY SLACK-SITUATION, where you only strive to feel groovy and funky yet living the simplest life, maybe in a tent most of the time, wandering around like a TRAMP. Spend time in a aura of FUNKY AND GROOVY SIMPLICITY OF NATURE’S EMBRACE– AND go as far as to CHOSE TO ABOLISH WORK FROM-YOUR-ENTIRE-LIFE! Rather than working — you pursuit a LIFE OF SLACK, OF REVELATION, OF ZEN & SERENITY..
That SENSUAL WORLD, of; YOU–YOUR OWN PERCEPTION OF REALITY – go egoistic; LONESOME-HOBO, your own discoveries and goals, in your own shoes, ABOLISH ALL GREED to rather FEEL! To discover EARTH as a place to dream and eat and sleep, and embark upon a journey rather than working – still you can work; BUT YOU WORK AND SLACK as you go…or not work, there’s no limits to how to live…
As far as i see– the familiar authority and laws of order–and orthodox–rules of society, only has a function of keeping every individual SUBDUED–
— to become–an actual–free individual, would have to be THE GREATEST CRIME EVER – it’s TOTALLY EGOISTIC AND LAZY, yet what other meaning could one’s life amount to, if not do EVERYTHING your very-own-way!? Why would you not direct your life TOWARDS ULTIMATE, TRUE-SLACK, like a DIVA!?
As in the song “Break On Through”, by band The Doors:
“We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side”
It’s like giving the finger to the whole damn established society’s DECENCY AND SANITY
Like: ‘KILL THE FATHER FUCK THE MOTHER’ – out with the OLD and in with THE NEW, a *NEW*–that starts with; YOU– your own invented way, your own STARTLING WAY: Abolition of the world of familiar authority and rules – to commit such an EXTREME CRIME AGAINST *THE MAN*, SOO EGOISTIC; to KILL THE FATHER FUCK THE MOTHER, and TEAR IT ALL DOWN–LET IF FALL, to become FREE IN AN RE-DISCOVERED WAY, by yourself, to forget people as an ASPECT CONTROLLING YOU, as rather an aspect–to TEAR DOWN, RAISING A NEW STEEPLE; YOUR OWN CONTROL – EGOISTIC, JOYOUS AND FREE IN THE MIND, LIKE A PLAYFUL, JUVENILE 9 YEAR OLD HINDU BOY, LIKE A FEATHER:
Why toil and push your way through life in a negative aura of CRYING AND JUDGING OTHERS, like them SLAVES, when you can FLY by THE SEEDS OF YOUR PANTS, and SHUN the society of JOBS/WORK and that whole negative life grinding them down – NO, DO THE EGOISTIC THING, and live FREE, LIKE A CHILD, FLYING HIGH AND FREE LIKE THE WIND, LIKE THE BIRD OF PREY – rather than living by a negative prison, practice PMA, and Kill The Father Fuck The Mother all in a LAZY and TASTY, SEXY kind-of-life– be the *LAZY DIVA-STAR*, dare to wear the dress, to be the original PRANKSTER living like an antithesis to ALL THE ANTI-SLACK they wallow around in, all that negative SHIT they CARRY – break on through to the PSYCHEDELIC SIDE, to never GROW UP, never learn to count, TO FLY – like A CHILD IN THE BRAIN:
“Forget the world, forget the people – and we erect a different steeple..”
(He’s been with the world)
I’m tired of the soup d’jour
(He’s been with the world)
I wanna end this prophylactic tour
Afraid that no-one around me
Understands my potato
Think I’m only a spud boy
Looking for a real tomato
No one understand my kind of vision of the world – most people are living UNDER THE ALABAMA MOON, to drink alcohol and chase attractive little girls, like a spud boy looking for a REAL TOMATO, watch the shows and work – in a world of CARDBOARD – like in a carousel of COMMERSE – what most people do is not to find revelations – they live their entire lives in a GRIND OF ANTI-SLACK, like SLAVES..
This world is starting to BORE ME– it’s so COLD AND BLEAK! PEOPLE, especially in high places is starting to be a BORE!
I believe psychedelics could improve the human culture and human nature – it changes EVERYTHING, there would be no more wars, no tribulation – man’s culture would FLOURISH!
I see it all differently – i don’t need much to get some SLACK, to get that groovy feelin’ – i’m moving on, and things starting to get some substance, turn slackful– WHO COULD NEED MORE, than to just LIVE?? And if it ends tomorrow; whatever, i must seize the NOW, i must RISE UP AND START LIVING MY LIFE, to the MAX!
But all the war and ANTI-SLACK – all the MEDIOCRE-MURDERERS AND CONSPIRACY PSYHOPATS– is seriously starting to feel a little BLEAK, from my point of view! I would like a different, more slack-appreciate and Psychedelic WONDERLAND, of sorts – this world of man, IS AN EVIL WORLD, IT’S NOT A SENSUAL WORLD! IT’S NOT A PSYCHEDELIC WORLD, AT ALL – people aren’t DREAMERS, they are ALL DARK AND GODLESS, rather quite INSANE to be honest – the world is soo far OFF, so deluded and sick!
It’s like that short clip from above, from some war-helicopter, or something, where you see in the crosshair, in infrared, they’re zeroing-in on some people running on the ground – and then the guy gives order to send of missiles, a cluster bomb, or whatever – but what’s interesting is how the guy, right after, gets hit by his conscience and exclaims, looking at the cloud of smoke after bombing these people: – ” OH GOD! What– what have i DONE– my god, holy god, what did i just DO?!!?”
To me, it’s like “Bob” makes the earth feel HOLY – like his presence on earth, all which is embellished with his face is like graffiti-of-slack, like mandalas- him walking the earth makes flowers grow where he walks, gives you something to believe in, a beacon of slack, a private-taste-of-slack; HIGH EPOPT PERSONAL SAVIOR – i believe in a spirit of god; WAKAN TANKA, too, but “Bob” is one of the creatures of earth, a high epopt in the TREES, in EVERYTHING-man has forgotten that EARTH is SACRED; the sacred earth, “Bob” is part of that earth – “BOB” IS LOVE!
PRAISE “BOB”!!