Breaking Glass

[clarkboy]

9-5-03

Considered under a rubric such as; "The Dimensional Shift", Jesus Christ was a flying
amphibian. There are alot of people who would consider Jesus Christ as "The Dimensional
Shift". He taught a basic mesage of, "Love thy neighbor." at a time when people felt bad
about the things they did to feel good.
Subsistence farmer Q would clonk subsistence farmer P on the head, and afterwords, Q would miss P. Q's torment would end up worse than whatever P could ever have brought him. So it could be Q came up with Jesus to apologize for P's death. I guess that that P and Q would be Cain and Able, except that there is a distict personality to the bibles we read. There is a distinct possibility that the bible was written by no-good, guilty, mother-fuckers. Why bother?

I guess I'm saying that when human consciousness was young, we fucked up. I could be totally mistaken. It could be that human consciousness was old. It could have travelled the galaxies. Human sub-consciousness could have been the new thing that renewed with every birth. So we're trying to escape the data set. I could be totally fucked up. (what an out-dated paradigmn) I guess I just have to take this morality based shit and throw it out the window. I wish I had some good mesc.
So, you get in that hallway with all those doors. You hear the laughter and the music, and you want to knock. Maybe you do, maybe you don't. Maybe you walk on down the hall. So you get to the end and unless you can sit still, it's the beginning. There's morality at the start. There's morality at the finish. In between there is room for growth.

[Halfglass]

Hey Clark. Morality is the leftover pack-mantality made omnipotent by all. It's still hear and we've given it a name. We need it to survive, but it's not us. (Similarly any emotion can be traced to its tie with survival--laughter came out of the relief response when the not-yet-comepletely-self-aware ape, thought there might be a lion stalking and it turned out to be a deer. Logic led down a path where the outcome isn't what was expected, but still makes sense--thats a joke, drama etc.) Alot of the emotion attached to this stuff is superfluous--part of the monkeymen/women--but is not a part of the egoless death-surviving-hollow-thing that makes the break to the other side. Awe is more like love than the blend of jealousy/nurture/possesive/empathy that usually passes for it.

[clarkboy]

Hey Halfglass,

There was a time when I was down and I got in touch with an old friend who said to me, "Look at the glass as half-full." It's funny to think that had our various, independent troubles happened when the other's glass was just poured, one, or both of us would be dead. The Talking Heads say, "Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.", maybe they should have elucidated further and said, heaven is a place where the drinks are half-full.
It's a dangerous place we live in. Drugs can make people more or less dangerous to themselves and others. I guess I wish drugs could make me dangerous once again. There has been a needless cycle of my healing up from a billy-clubs bang, or a gangs looting, such that I just got the wires working the other day. At one point in time I got beaten up by kids telling me they were doing it for me (my knick-name). I don't know how long it's been, maybe about eight months, but my brains flickering after a beating from crack-heads. Eight months is a conservative estimate.
It is scary to think I am the Jerry Quarry of acid heads (excuse me. . . fall harvest - thank jah). In my town, you kill someone, it is something, you kill someone with a bag of weed in their pocket, it is something else (cop gets a bag of weed). There is a tough mentality to confront day in and day out. Why I stay here I don't know. After pawing away for ever so long, I got down on Peanut the chipmunks level, and he almost kissed me on the mouth. "The chipmunk is quicker than the eye." Maybe he is telling me my big fat ass is busted. He's a funny guy though, he says. "Look at the glass as half-empty."

[Halfglass]

Try pouring the glass out and refilling it anew. This time you can decide what should go in at a more measured pace.