this one is about the search. is there a search in life. is that why we are alive, because we are looking for something? if so, what is it that we are looking for. when i laugh everything makes sense. just think about that. man thats a shorter one. DONT MAKE FRIENDS WITH ME I DONT WANT PEOPLE TO TRACE ME
this one is about the past. our memoires is what we keep coming back to man. we can love them, were suposed to. thats the purpose of life. is ther ea purpose? i dont know, i dont think it matters. but tell me this. whats the point of doing it all if youre not happy? love is the key to happiness. love everything and it will love you back and it feels love. the word love is so much the meaning, it is so much the reason.
TIME this one is about time. right now it feels like its moving reaaaly really slowly. BUT in actuallity (which is what we are all in) time is just a word man. theres so much that CAN be done, and so much that doesnt need to be. im gonna write an autibiography type page next
MOVIES is where ill write about what is happening around me. ive done some very RASH thing stoday (i dont have a rash, i mean ive just done stuff without thinking). FIRST. there was a stuffed animal and i threw this stuffed animal at a table and it spilled some milk everwhwere, it was funny. right now im typing at the computer but my friends are around, im not like a looser lol. im listening to pink floyd right now and im TRIPPING. tripping is just the word, it feels like something so much more but it can only be described as tripping. like in the desert, some indian journey shit man. pink floyd is good as shit. i can control the computer by turning knobs and i think thats pretty cool. like in MEN IN BLACK when the little man was in the dudes head controlling shit, im controllling the computer right now. its cool is all. back to my not thinking desisions. i threw a pen at my friend. i keep hitting myself in the head. pink floyd is fuckin GOOD! i bit my case of CDs that was funny too.
televions and shit warps the mind man. theres too much better stuff to do, talk to people, even though.... actually. i just had an epiphany. first of all, this entire trip feels like one GIANT epiphany. but everything we do is alright. we watch tv that we make that we want, let it be man. i keep talking and typing, we can do so much, or so little. either way, we ARE. accept it and be it and that is life
I WROTE SO MUCH ITS ALMOST LIKE A BOOK. im gonnna go outside and call people. friends is awesome. bask in them. i love friends man, right now i love everything. i love door, i love carpet, i love lamp. I LOVE LAMP. that movie would be so good right now. im gonna stop typing so that i can call people PINK FLOYD IS SOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD
heroes. another good question. i think, heres somethin ive been thinking for a while. at any time i could do anything, i could plant a tree, hitler, george bush, a hobo, given the right circumstances (funny word) anyone can do anything. woa. think about it, you can be the nicest person to every, you can be an asshole. we can be so much man. this is my last space to write things so im makin it good. its sorta like the climax, and then ill read this when im sober one time. im gonna stop writing and call my friends. this isnt the climax. far from it. everything is a climax, beggining, end, middle, it circles, it follows, however you want to word it (sorry bout the run on sentence i think). ive written a lot. what i want to say has been said. "ive drunk too much and said too little" thast not me, i ate shrooms and said too little, we can say so much, we can feel so much, thats all we can do really. smoke, drink, sit think. watch tv, write a book, be a magician, be a cook. interwoven is the time, interowven... interowoven.