the other great thing about the weekend was that we stayed in a cool old house in the country, with cows and horses and strange burrowing rodents. i sat on a porch staring at a field, took a walk on a country road, and felt myself relax a little. now that i'm entering into the final two weeks before BOOTH opens, i needed that small respite.
i think i'm starting to develop an actual relationship with the idea of my own mortality. i had a sort of death-like experience after smoking salvia a couple of months ago and it really freaked me out. as i have reflected on it since then, that freak-out feeling has begun to change into some semblance of maybe beginning to understand mortality outside the life-after-death paradigm. i guess what i'm trying to say is, i'm coming to terms with the idea that i won't exist anymore.
ps. jo jo d, thanks for your comments. i put your blog in my list of blogs to check daily, so i expect to see some action young man.
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