If ACID or SHROOMS, effects you in a negative way– SHOULDN’T it, then, make you MORE ANAL– and not to make you the contrary to ANAL; STUPID, LAZY, KIND, MELLOW AND EASY??? A MIND being the contrary TO ANAL– wouldn’t that be a metaphysical, winning concept?? I know, personally, i’m pretty happy i eradicated the part of my brain many years ago… SEE, THERE’S “NO PROB’ WITH “BOB”” – EVERYTHING IS ETERNALLY COOL!
Lets say you get high for 6h on some psychedelic drug like Acid – then all of a sudden everything feels FUNKY & Sound and Harmonious, like you’re in a fairy tale…THEN, you just follow that feeling…and as far as leading a life of CON-WORKING, i mean that kind of ends up at the lower-level of the stack of ideas about how to live..
When everything suddenly feels FUNKY – and you just live by that perception of reality – you have already started breaking the rule of THE CON, just by getting high on something illegal…YEH, ILLEGAL TO WAKE UP IN WONDERLAND: JUST LIKE THAT – HE WHO ARE LOOKING FOR PARADISE LOST MAY SEEM A FOOL TO THOSE THAT NEVER SOUGTH THE OTHER WORLD – IT’S LIKE A DREAM, TO GET AWAY FROM THE WHOLE MAELSTROM!
Just saying… the ONLY THING you’ll get in the end for working hard a whole life – IS BUT A GRAVE, A FUCKING SHALLOW GRAVE! THAT’S ALL YOU WILL END UP WITH..no matter if you lead a life of love or a life of lies
YET, that is actually what the con trying to make of you…never to break the mold, to just take all the shit and never reach for the NO-NO-SPOT.. SOME PEOPLE’S ONLY PURPOSE OF LIFE IS PLAYING THE SOCIAL GAME!
Going a little crazy is the perfect way of breaking out – breaking on through to the other side. YOU HAVE TO SIN AND FAIL YOUR WAY TO PARADISE. IF YOU NEVER FELT SHAME IT JUST ENDS UP MAKING YOU A COLD BARBARIAN– YOU NEED TO LOSE YOUR WAY; YOU AIN’T SEEN NOTHING ‘TILL YOU’RE DOWN ON ROCK BOTTOM; LOSS BUILDS CHARACTER – IF YOU’VE NEVER LOST YOUR FACE YOU’VE NEVER FOUND YOUR FACE..
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the soft parade
All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
If there wasn’t a CON in this world, then maybe men would own NOTHING.. But…no one wants that, right – so…perhaps…MEN, WOULD OWN ONLY WHAT THEY NEED… Only own some-thing or some-things they value..
And then just live simple lives – as contrary to BILLIONAIR SUIT-GUYS owns the ENTIRE WORLD – maybe, if men were UBERMENSCH, the world would be more WHIMSICAL AND AESTETICALLY RICH, more rich on SLACK, slack for ALL! Imagine a world where everyone ARE HAPPY– that’s the future – PAIN makes you happy, pleasure from pain – when you break down you wake up – suddenly you realize you should stray away from the horde, shun them all, the maelstrom – you realize YOU’RE ALIVE – get that SLACK, get it all, BY BLOWING THEM OFF!
MORE SLACK, MUCH MUCH MORE SLACK – like; lonely SLACKERS would BE; ALL THE MEN – when you embark on a psychedelic trip, your vision get more receptive to beauty – and humans, by now, has forgotten that…
This world could’ve been a hellova lot more AESTHETIC and also SERENE, like simplicity, which is divinity and SLACK for the living-experience – and as Rev. Stang says; “The divine lies closer to the idiot”– SLACKING AND FROPPING AND DREAMING ABOUT STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER, dream oneself away from this WORLD – to get away from the turmoil and information of maelstrom, to simply go back to NATURE, a connection we need
Beauty, like a sense touched by psychedelics, could’ve been all around us– THE WORLD COULD’VE BEEN COOL!
We need to get more into some kind of STUPIDITY– TO JUST create and do all with a stupid, playful sense of living for the sweet and aesthetic, THE SENSUAL AND GENTLE AND PRETTY – man has made a world of steel!
i CAN’T understand why i should feed my soul with this kind of sour and bitter political stuff – and these kind of things the whole world pounders– THAT is what i’m trying to get AWAY FROM; the COLD, SLACKLESS WORLD!
I just want simplicity of just not knowing anything from THE MAELSTROM– i want to LOSE THAT; to sit by an ancient lake beneath the ancient moon, cook over a fire, fishing, listening to radio, by the fire…AND DREAM…
Your DICIPLINE as to follow that normal way– REALLY GOES OUT THE WINDOW – you WILL take an active decision TO LIVE IT BY THE SLACK! After an Acid Trip, you will make up and realize that YOU ARE ALIVE! You don’t know that by default – “No one left here scream and shout” – people just file languidly to the grave, SLEEPING!
That belief in Dobbs is what gives you the Divine Excuse… the fucking excuse to follow a different subjective of reality – hence killing the father fucking the mother, right? To raise a different steeple…
Is there anything MORE IMPORTANT than to go where you get the slack??
To go in a WHOLE DIFFERENT PACE, TO A WHOLE DIFFERENT PLACE?
It’s not laziness- it’s a lifestyle– it’s RELIGION!!
“The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul”