Mystic flux

What am I? The myth I don't believe in. Myths aren't real, they're myths!   Myths are old stories like the Bible, stuff the Elders made up to teach and control the young, to domesticate the animals. After many thousands of iterations the continues to make itself.  Rosie always said, "there are only seven stories, everything else is just variations on a theme." What is your personal myth?  Live, Love and stay WILD my friends

 My fears are not in my mind, my mind is a slave to my fears. I feel the rebound of my Spiritual highs, this feels like one, the lack of ethanol and caffeine dragging my psyche down. THC up, sitting in the library "listening" to the pressure in my heart, if feels like a web of tensions spreading across my back.  Years ago, when I first started to self-medicate, I was able to let my rational mind, this allowed me to perceive the sensation I was experiencing as a sentient presence which moved as my mind's eye espied it.  unfinished thoughts...

The forest listens, listens very deeply The pursuit of happiness is a vanity we can ill afford, chasing our tails for the pot of gold which is surely up our asses Plastic fractures melting from the crass, degenerate fixtures of what has come to pass We blast and blast and blast, NASCAR egos flying fast How long can this fire last? Love Tomorrow

 Many people tend to attribute my behavior to chronic cannabis use, this couldn't be further from the truth, in fact, I was a pot-head slacker even when I didn't smoke pot. Ask Trish, I was clean and sober for twenty years and ended up 320lbs. and suicidal, it was weed that saved my life. (and Kat's titties but that's a story for a different medium) Herb was the lens through which my experience was laid out, my demons bare in the green glow's stare, vibrations in flesh, fears from afar, a witness who was not me, seeing and teasing, controlling my body. THC increases our perception of sensation, this explains the sense of paranoia some people experience as hidden anxieties are perceived physically. This can be a traumatic experience for those uninitiated, for those conditioned to "weather the storm" so to speak, the calm of letting go can be profound. Every day is a struggle for me, surrounded by those who don't care, so many egos and so little love sav

 Make America great again?  Fuck that!!! Make the American people great again, America is nothing but a collection of people who are currently led by the least among them and charisma has become more important than heart. Put the heart back in the heartland and the whole world will be better off for it. Live, Love and stay WILD my friends

 The mind races, parallel processes, attacks and defends; the mind is a parasite on our corpse. In a well adjusted, holistically balanced individual, the mind and the body form a symbiotic relationship and the whole becomes greater than the sum of the parts. The first step in realizing this transformation is understanding that the corpse is a sentient entity independent of eternal mind. The subconscious corpus speaks in sensations which the parasitic mind interprets as feelings and labels as emotions, the way in which eternal mind interprets these signal vibrations is entirely dependent on the subroutines which have been installed to filter data. It's important to note that, in this context, the term "emotion" includes the base urges of hunger and lust. In "The Four Agreements," Don Miguel likens the domestication process of humanoids to that of any beast of burden, this subconsious domestication process was rediscovered many centuries later by Sigmund Freud and