< Why I prefer injury to disease
~inquiry
> So you know, I've been looking at the world through a
> screen, but yesterday I smoked a bit of weed, after god
> knows how long, and went to my favorite place for that,
> where I can see the distance and feel more or less... um,
> connected, with reality. Or is it the weed?
We're never other than the reality at the core, but for whatever reason (not that there need be one) paint it over, then take the conceptual paint to be what it obscures.
I've put the THC gummies aside for awhile, as they were somehow leading to too much lethargy and ache, even at embarrassingly low (compared to university levels) dosage. Sucks, especially because discontinuance removes certainty of sleeping a long. But even then, although I was sleeping longer, the quality was questionable: much more dreaming that I think was leading to clenching/tightening up in ways, possibly the source of the ache.
Dang!
> I am reminded of my youth, and how I used to spend so much
> of my time on the streets, get to know a lot of people,
> and in a way, manage to get a great many things by virtue
> of being everywhere... Now at an older age I am afraid of
> people. That's an overstatement, I am not afraid of people,
> but I absolutely SCUK at social intercourse. And I isolate
> myself here at home. Particularly since I came to live
> in a place where I am unfamiliar with everybody, where I
> haven't really met any like-minded individual... and then
> I think... but I used to get along pretty well with the
> working people... Did I?
Hey, that's the problem with perferring injury to disease! ;-)
> Hell I don't know. I wanted to lighten the mood but ended
> up talking about myself. Honestly, I just wanted to put
> that title out there, as a sort of *parody* of recent
> activity.
Brilliant! Hilarious!
> I also wanted to go cavalier on the keyboard just for
> one day because I'm not going to touch the computer next
> week.... hopefully!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
:-)
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