loving greetings to you please accept my love and this cat spinng cool internet gif. here are some acid ramblings. consider it as gospel.

I am filled with gratitude In one… meandering… disappearing… reawakening… and reunderstanding of information

Leading me to somewhere…

I’ve been many times before…

I am grateful to my Father and my Mother

To theirs and theirs before

Slaving and ripping flesh and shivering

So that some many (or few) generations after

There would be a heated room

With one refrigerator

One washing machine

One LSD fueled occupant

Asking one fateful question

What happened?!?!

And after realizing that fateful answer

Art strikes you as nothing more but a series of echoes repeating a message you know so deeply in your heart over and over. It loses meaning and retains all

UNTIL IT IS FOUND AGAIN

IN ITS INSPIRATION

AND IN ITS BEAUTY

THERE IS NO GAME TO WIN, NOTHING TO BE DONE

A WORLD OF NO MEANING WITH ALL THE MEANING IN THE WORLD

yo la tengo

To the feelings that you are not decent enough

Shut up. Stupid.

No just kiddng. The real statement is much more confusing and thoughtless. You are and you will continue to be. All you need to do is that. The other artists-- individuals in your life are just as unbecoming as you, in some ways more, in some ways less, but considering the becoming of all, we are become.

Nonsense.

Nonsense puzzles for sober fellas

Hey sober fella, figure this one out…

There.. Thats the puzzle

Figure it out

You are just as person as the person next to you. Everyone is. All a bunch of humbled, terrified, clamoring apes searching for meaning. Poopoopeeepeeeeeee hahahahahahaaghghg ;)))

Be here now

See your fellow human and ask them if they’d like to kiss perhaps ..

Isnt it wonderful… to have scrapes and pains and still be okay, to have love after, or ice cream

All of it is just as real, with just as much meaning. Though a moment ago you shrieked in pain. Now your mouth is sweet. Come and go come and go

I have this moment on acid

where its wonderful and peaceful and everyone is in tune, and the universe.

in the state i’m in now, and if only everyone were here than wed all be okay.

and then the next moment is,

well what are we going to eat? we split into classes, races, macrobiologies just to feel okay with eating each other, when what we need to do is stop eating 😎 the trap of lsd is that you feel determined to solve every problem,

and the trap is also its power,

and as we will soon see,

this phenomena of cyclical nature of the substance and life pervades any attempt to get out a rational thought,
as you realize that every human inclination and nature of every being,
thing, atom, and so on, is cyclical.

Every *real* problem is cyclical until you figure ‘it’ out.
what’s it?

stop trying to figure it out and you figure it out,
the peace in silence,
awareness without thought,

its in every moment of everything but we lose it and then we go searching.

We can try to figure, fight, or fuck out everything we want but in the end it all comes down to that, the cyclical soup of nature that we all return and spawn from.