Yeah.
Another neighbor just walked up while I was smoking a cigarette after work and gave me a handful of weed. This makes five separate people who have done this. Granted, this one is different from the others in that he’s not certifiably insane and I’ve actually had some pretty cool conversations with him in the past. But still.
What.
The.
Fuck.
It’s actually starting to creep me out a little bit.
Is this some kind of weird conspiracy among the people where I live?
Do they sense my awesomeness and wish to pay tribute in the only way they know how?
Does Dionysos just really, really not want me to be sober?
Whatever the case, I have two things to say about this:
if i had neighbors like this i’d eat everything in sight and weigh 300lbs!
:) khairete
suz
I do weigh 300lbs. LOL
This is getting beyond blessed and heading into Twilight Zone territory. One wonders what they are getting from this? Is it a subconscious form of homage? Blessings and thanksgivings are in order! Enjoy!
Now now… As much as I love Rod Serling, I gotta say, it’s not really entering Twilight Zone territory until evidence surfaces that either a) humanity is is irrevocably doomed, or b) aliens are fucking with us, cos we’re too stupid/paranoid/etc, to lift their thin veil of illusion.
B is probably closer to what’s going on. Though if I had my way I’d definitely choose A.
I have no idea, but it amuses me to no end.
Get some hashish like a proper ahistorical hashasheen, brother!
I prefer the stuff to wine, and Dionysos doesn’t seem to mind my use of it to praise him. But I should shut up before my crazy takes over and runs amuck. Lol.
I like engaging with the different types of altered states that various drugs and alcohol offer. Each one is suited to specific expressions of the work for me.