Psychotic Reaction

So my friend said to me, “It’s 8 o’clock.”

And I said, “oh really?”

He said, “Sure. It’s 8 o’clock.”

I said, “what do you mean by that?”

He said, “It’s 8 o’clock. That’s what I mean by it.”

And I said, “No. I mean, more precisely. What do you mean by that?”

“I mean that the earth is orbiting the sun and the cultures of the past have appointed the time at around this time to be what they deem 8 o’clock. That’s what I mean.”

And I replied, “I can’t write worth shit on this keyboard. I’m finished.”

Leroy is walkin and hummin ‘Timmy the Turtle’, then the following happened.

“Is that the Mighty Mighty Bosstones that you’re singing?”

“No, It’s NoFX.”

“I think it’s the Mighty Mighty Bosstones.”

“I don’t know. You might be right.”

“Hi, welcome to Starbucks. What would you like?”

“Do you serve crack?”

The guy behind the register hesitated a moment and said, “I don’t think so. But that’s a great way to wake up in the morning before work.”

“That’s fine. Then I might come back later…”

The guy behind the register looked towards the other guy.

 “I’ll take a coffee.”

Ten minutes later Leroy and Mike were sitting outside Starbucks smoking cigarettes.

“If you really think about it. It makes sense.”

“Ok. Explain it again.”

“Let’s say I’m walking into the bathroom, singing a song like ‘Girls Turn 18 Every Day’ by the Vandals… and it’s real funny. You know it’s funny. But there’s no one around you whose there laughing.

What’s happening is, your life, and that moment in time, is actually a scene in a movie for a whole civilization of people who’s watching your life as a movie. But they don’t know it’s a movie that happens to be your life. And that it’s real. Or that the government doesn’t give a shit about it. And you don’t know your life, as well as other people, are living lives that happen to be movies in another dimensions.

I’m not saying that your life is not real or artificial… It’s just a fragment of time in another dimension. You might as well say another galaxy. It’s like God’s infinite way of interconnectedness and trying to be funny. Kind of like what Lewis Carroll was saying about looking through the Looking Glass. (Being in the other side of the mirror). So while you think you’re in one side of the mirror; you’re actually in the other.

“Ok, I think I got it,” said Mike.

He took a sip from his coffee. Leroy was drinking a water.

“So in Amsterdam… It’s legal there?”

“It’s legal, but it’s not 100% percent legal. I mean you can’t just be walking down the street and smoking a joint.”

Mike took a drag from his cigarette.

“I think if all drugs were legal, there would be a lot more peace and a lot less crime in the world. If you really think about it, that’s really the one void that’s present in our times. People don’t have free access to drugs. And the government instead perpetuates the shitty situation we’re in with our phony drug war.

The DEA and the government aren’t really against drugs; they’re against free thought. If all drugs made you intoxicated or sedated; they’d be legal.

I mean, those are the kind of drugs that are legal.

The problem is (for them), is that a lot of drugs, especially the hallucinogenic ones, let you think. I mean, really think. They can awake you. And let you see what’s actually goin on in the world. And they don’t want that. (Those that are in power do not want you to know and understand what’s happening). They don’t want you to wake up out of semi-unconsciousness, (i.e. brainwash). They don’t want you to get pulled out of sleep and enter the Matrix. They don’t want you to question authority. And that’s what can happen if you’re on some drugs. You get a different perspective on things.

Basically, they know if enough people really saw through the bullshit game that they’re playing… which is called ‘Corruption’, and it would be the end for them.

The end of their piggy bank lifestyle, their Scrooge McDuck million dollar luxury and parties of chardonnay. Face it. It’s the Power Elite who govern the rest of us. And they have possession of all our drugs. And our freedom. And they don’t want either of em’.

As long as enough people are tuned out and are clueless about what’s happening; nothing is going to change. Which is sad. Because I truly believe that drugs, and especially psychedelics, are the golden gate to enlightenment, evolution and real progress.

But I’m not too worried about it though. I think it’ll all happen at the right time.

I mean LSD was actually made accidentally; 30 years before Haight Ashbury & the Sixties. Albert Hoffman was attempting to make a better pain reliever for women in child birth but later while riding his bike home, he realized he was tripping off of his Lysergic acid diethylamide. That, for me, is a little too much of a coincidence.
It’s just a shame what we’re missing out on; legalized spiritual discovery. But instead we have television.”

“So what was that song you were talking about?”

“Girls Turn 18 Every Day.”

Somewhere between 2, 3 or 4 in the morning. Got up to take a piss but ended up dancing a little bit in the bathroom and serenading ‘A Few Ways to Fuck’ by NOFX (as usual); now I can’t sleep. And I feel awful. Probably because I drank a Mountain Dew with a Starbucks espresso. I knew they were shit…

No wonder my first exposure to the place of business that would fire me for showing up late when I had to open at 4:30 in the morning after walking 3 miles in the dark so I could keep some C.E.O. and his friends artificially happy & rich for serving poor tasting acidic coffee was the crime, murder or robbery back in the 90’s.

“When it came time to throw bricks through that Starbucks window,
You left me all alone. All alone…”

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Sometimes I think there may be a God when something happens that’s so funny you can’t but wonder how it even came about happening.

I was talking to someone earlier about punk rock. He brought up the Dead Kennedys and I asked him if he knew how they broke up. He said, “the other members wanted to put Too Drunk To Fuck on a Nike commercial.” And he said, “No, I think it was Holiday in Cambodia on a Gap commercial.”

I think he may have been right even though he mispronounced Cambodia. / But it could’ve been Holiday in Cambodia on Nike? I don’t know.

And he said, “It’s still a stupid reason to break up.”

“But that’s completely against what the band was about,” was what I said. (I’m on Jello’s side. I refuse to participate in their new following with a new singer specifically for that reason. [even though I bought their In God We Trust Inc. on DVD and I’m not sure who put that out…])

Maybe I’m just being brainwashed as D.K. prophetically said in ‘Stealing People’s Mail’.. “After being caught we’ll be thrown into institutions and come out born-again Christians!”

(…his name was Christian? And some other girl was talking about running over mail boxes with her car and the issue of it being a federal crime was dismissed since she wasn’t reading the mail.)

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Sometimes I’m convinced that everything happens for a reason and that everything is inner connected. But I’m very perplexed at what was the first few things to ever happen to generate all this apparent randomness out of nothing and why I happen to be singing ‘A Pirate’s Life’ by the Vandals 14 times a day.

I’m also pretty convinced that this galaxy is a Twilight Zone kind of joke and actually a precursor to the real Cosmos. And that much better things are going to be happening…

(Concerning that song by the Vandals - Since I’m singing it so much, maybe that’s why is sounds like Dave says ‘Paul’ after performing the song on their live CD ‘Sweatin’ to The Oldies’).

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I think I’ve been meditating so much this year that sometimes I feel like I’m on the brink of insanity.

I may see something that makes me feel like I’m peering into the infiniteness of Ultimate Reality and it looks so beautiful (and then I remember I’ve put maybe up to 300 hours into meditation this year). So if that’s actually happening… Probably explains the really deep introspective trips I’ve had recently. If it’s true Buddha could visually see his past lifetimes after achieving enlightenment, and this kind of stuff is happening… I definitely gotta keep up with the meditation. (It’s not all so much mush mush like I thought it was before. I just hadn’t tried it yet.)