January 10, 2010
must make!
January 10, 2010
1.9.10
My type is Archer Hairline. This is very cool quiz, and I feel a quite accurate one.
http://www.pentagram.com/what-type-are-you/
p.s the password is: character.
January 8, 2010
I’ve come to believe
as above, so below
ultimate self-realization is the realization there is no self; all is one.
you only become old when you stop learning.
nothing is original.
if we are ever to reach other planets and civilizations, we must become a global community. we must unite as inhabitants of earth and understand that
religion, money, and government are the ultimate evils
religion is anti-intellectualism
science and spirituality try to uncover the same fundamental question, albeit via different means
we are all connected somehow
…these are the things I’ve come to believe in 2009. hopefully they will stand up in 2010 and if not I hope I can challenge them successfully.
January 8, 2010
entheogens–prt1
I’d like to share one of my experiences on mushrooms, as it has brought on a change in my life. Anyways, it was around finals week and I had a rough-draft paper due for my queer studies class residing unfinished in my mind and hard drive. I picked up a book called “2012″ editied by, I believe, Daniel Pinchbeck. It consisted of a series of essays from www.realitysandwich.com, with the first chapter focusing on entheogens and they’re influence on spirituality and ancient Mayan culture. Entheogens are psychedelics used within a spiritual or shamanic context. I’d done mushrooms once before. I felt those first mushrooms weren’t terribly potent, but the experience I gathered from my first journey was enough to leave me open to more. The essays I had read ignited an intrinsic fire to experience more. As luck would have it during this time I was sitting on an eighth of mushrooms. I never felt a “right” time to take them. Retrospectively, it could have been a cosmic force influencing me to wait until I was ready, perhaps signaled by this new found knowledge.
Sunday night came and I remembered my draft was due the next day. But, prior to even taking the mushrooms, I felt a voice telling me to do the mushrooms. I became adamant about doing them and decided to approach the journey as a spiritual one. I pushed my paper to the side and told myself, this is college, life, making bad decisions and learning. If my teacher was going to ask me why I didn’t have my rough draft that’s what I would’ve told her and I was extremely confident in that reasoning. So, at 10.00pm I made myself a peanut butter, orange, and mushroom sandwich and ate it all.
January 8, 2010
it’s strange
that it has been a while since my most recent post and yet, I still gather views.
July 23, 2009
today
I started my new second job today. I sat people at their tables, took reservations, and to-go orders. It was pretty good, fairly easy. I just found myself paused in thought looking at the tv, waiting for a pause in the commercial, to politely ask it a question. I didn’t even know what I was going to ask. There’s an elderly woman on my right, slouched upon my futon. She is made up of a brown pillow green pillow and some clothes, but she exists watching me, making sure I do everything correctly. And the edge of my hat is a brown little monkey perched on my pompazon chair. He wraps his tail around my neck to gently tap me, letting me know that an interesting part is on Monster Quest. Then dre, instant messages me and brings my focus to our conversation, where I read the fragments still waiting to be sent but.
It was fairly similar to the hosting I did at the p-house. The floors here, though, make my feet hurt and my lower back very sore. Tomorrow I work again and I just need to remember what I told myself today, “Be confident, be outgoing, smile.”
July 22, 2009
#2
Just a brief list on some of the more embarrassing things I have done recently:
-Walking outside in my underwear accidently
-Walking, stoned, in the dark and right into a door, hitting me between the eyes.
-Going to take a hit and doing it in front of someone who could clearly see me.
