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A story I heard tonight for the first time since living in Udon Thani, a story I was told most nights before collapsing under the hot-tin roof. "A zen monk, just up the road, lived in a house of 3 walls, to always see the moon. One evening, whilst he was away, a thief sneaked into the walls, only to find there was nothing to steal. The zen master returned home and found him. 'You have come a long way to visit me,' he told the prowler, 'and you should not return empty handed. Please take...

OMG ~ I was just emptying out the sand box and what should I discover hidden in the corner but a Cat Nip Bong. I'm so disappointed. He'd purred that he'd quit. Claimed to have totally lost his taste for the stuff right after I chopped off his balls. Course he was totally stoned on other stuff at the time ~ maybe I just heard what I wanted to hear? I'm so upset ~ haven't even been able to confront him yet. No wonder he's always hungry. "Open a can. Open a can. Fancy Feast", he...

A bowl almost certainly has to be smoked. It's often pondered whether or not this apparent dependency is "bad". Even the existence of this dependency is questioned at times, as if the ritual is more primal and instinctive than society leads us to believe. The division of thought between what is, and what makes sense, in today's world, seems so cavernous at times.

I (finally) had an opportunity to see a classic movie that (somehow) slipped through my grasp for far too many years. Altered States was presented to me by a friend and I was told i had to see it. So what else to do but get it in the player and boy I had no idea for what i was about to get myself into. I really enjoyed the movie and wanted to see some other peoples idea of the movie. I have to watch the movie again (and maybe a third time) if I really want to make a good opinion of its...

From the Psionics Handbook :laugh: Genesis Metacreativity (Creation) Level: Shaper 9 Display: Material Manifesting Time: One week (8 hours/day) Range: 180 ft.; see text Effect: A demiplane coterminous with the Astral Plane, centered on your...

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace. --- Jimi Hendrix

You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? You know why they put oxygen masks on planes? Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become...

I remember being a door host,nice name for a bouncer. their was a very bubbly,well intoxicated older lady! i had to inform her she had to much to drink and that i would call her a cab.well she didnt like that and said, if you want me to leave.. you will have to carry me to the cab. so i picked her up in a cradle position and she was laughing and giggling... and then she really started to laugh as she started to piss all over me as we were going up the stairs. I grinned and bared the moment...

Fnord is some scary shit its around you all the time and you dont even know it, you've been trained not to know its there.for a better explanation read the iluminatus trilogy when you get to page 350 take some acid if you have it lying around..but if you just want some humerus definitions here you go: Fnord is evaporated herbal tea without the herbs. Fnord is that funny feeling you get when you reach for the Snickers bar and come back holding a slurpee. Fnord is the 43 1/3rd state, next...

"One day, I came upon a man urinating in a bus station. When I confronted him about his action, he turned to me, without stopping, and said: "Keep in mind that since the universe is in constant flux, nothing that occurs one moment has any relevance to anything else. Everything you belive, feel or think is based on the false assumption that truth exists. Thus, you are free to do any action which brings you pleasure. That humanity feels constrained by morals is one of the funniest jokes I've...

Poncy title, eh? Thought so. As most of the mindless drivel spouted from the vaults of my grey (and white!) matter, this blog has no real point. Its sole purpose is to depict my life as a depressed would-be scripwriter, with a penchant for offending people and a talent for procrastinating. I will update this blog as and when (more importantly if) anything important/interesting happens along the way, in my quest to share my not-so-creative genius with the world. Ever the optimist, I...

You can look . . . and you will Find it. You can not look . . . and you Will find it. That which is yours will surely come to you.

Full Text to be Posted, Chapter by chapter. Text is public-domain and shareware is encouraged. Introduction. NAKED LUNCH DEPOSITION: TESTIMONY CONCERNING A SICKNESS I awoke from The Sickness at the age of forty-five, calm and sane, and in reasonably good health except for a weakened liver and the look of borrowed flesh common to all who survive The Sickness... Most survivors do not remember the deiirium in detail. I apparently took detailed notes on sickness and delirium... The Sickness...