There's a battle outside ragin'. It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls, for the times they are a-changin'.
Everyday I wake up to church bells ringing not a block away, ringing in the daily monotony of reality. Wake up, shower, walk to the bus, get on the train. Sometimes joining the usuals as part of their daily routine. When was the last time I seized the day? Better yet, when was the last time one day stood out from another? It's all just one long blur of light, dark, light, dark. What does this monotony give us? Security, comfort, acceptance. Security in knowing what's going to happen next. Comfort in not having to think on our own. Acceptance from other "routiners" as we make smalltalk on the usual trainride downtown. It's all bullshit. All about as real as the threesome I had last night behind closed eyes. Real life lays beyond routine, rules, and even drugs. What I wouldn't give to really live...
I'm always reminded of CosmicCharlie's great quote "All who wanders is not lost". I think this can be slightly reworded and be just as true, "All who are lost are NOT wandering". Who experiences life like a wanderer? No expectations, rules, authority, responsibilities, just the day to day roaming and freedom to enjoy every bit of life one can absorb. What does tripping do? Make everything new again. Why is it so profound to realize the true beauty in the simplicity of nature? Why can't we appreciate the life emanating from the vibrant greens of oak trees as we pass them on our daily trek to the same ol shit? Because we don't have the time. More accurately, we don't allow for the time. It's hard to put time aside to sit under a tree and run your palm across the top of the grass just to feel the tickle of the newly trimmed blades. No wonder psychedelics carry such profundity, allowing one to leave the restraints of time and experience the timeless beauty of every form of life.
Relatively recently I've become obsessed with this issue. Bluelight has given me many new resources and ideas. I've met ppl truly living life and I have true admiration for them. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong b/c I feel I don't have the experience and true understanding of what life can be as well as many here do. Sometimes I feel like I was born out of time, a true "wrong place wrong time" sort of existence. How do I combat such a feeling? How can I change the time I live in and views of those surrounding me when everyone sees my views as ludicrous, obsolete, far-fetched?
That's as far as I got on my morning train ride, but what a great tool! I will be doing this MUCH more often
Everyday I wake up to church bells ringing not a block away, ringing in the daily monotony of reality. Wake up, shower, walk to the bus, get on the train. Sometimes joining the usuals as part of their daily routine. When was the last time I seized the day? Better yet, when was the last time one day stood out from another? It's all just one long blur of light, dark, light, dark. What does this monotony give us? Security, comfort, acceptance. Security in knowing what's going to happen next. Comfort in not having to think on our own. Acceptance from other "routiners" as we make smalltalk on the usual trainride downtown. It's all bullshit. All about as real as the threesome I had last night behind closed eyes. Real life lays beyond routine, rules, and even drugs. What I wouldn't give to really live...
I'm always reminded of CosmicCharlie's great quote "All who wanders is not lost". I think this can be slightly reworded and be just as true, "All who are lost are NOT wandering". Who experiences life like a wanderer? No expectations, rules, authority, responsibilities, just the day to day roaming and freedom to enjoy every bit of life one can absorb. What does tripping do? Make everything new again. Why is it so profound to realize the true beauty in the simplicity of nature? Why can't we appreciate the life emanating from the vibrant greens of oak trees as we pass them on our daily trek to the same ol shit? Because we don't have the time. More accurately, we don't allow for the time. It's hard to put time aside to sit under a tree and run your palm across the top of the grass just to feel the tickle of the newly trimmed blades. No wonder psychedelics carry such profundity, allowing one to leave the restraints of time and experience the timeless beauty of every form of life.
Relatively recently I've become obsessed with this issue. Bluelight has given me many new resources and ideas. I've met ppl truly living life and I have true admiration for them. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong b/c I feel I don't have the experience and true understanding of what life can be as well as many here do. Sometimes I feel like I was born out of time, a true "wrong place wrong time" sort of existence. How do I combat such a feeling? How can I change the time I live in and views of those surrounding me when everyone sees my views as ludicrous, obsolete, far-fetched?
That's as far as I got on my morning train ride, but what a great tool! I will be doing this MUCH more often