i'm not much into the tibetan schools

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And especially suspicious of American lamas, but this guy's initials are LSD, so, heck, I'm girding myself for it. I gotta know what these guys are putting out there anyway....

Since I seem to be really stuck in my wide awake in the middle of the night gig, I'm going down to Crescent City for some groceries just as soon as the Friday night drunk drivers can be expected to have thinned out... which is why I'm dawdling with this playlist and post....

I'm gonna damn buy some more zinc lozenges. Night before last, for the first time in my life, I was awakened by a hard sneeze. I do NOT sneeze in my sleep, but I damn well did. I noticed then the feeling of guppies squirming around high up in my left nostril and dragged myself up for a megadose of C and a megadose of D and broke out the zinc lozenges. I got back in bed, sucking on the lozenge and fell back to sleep. I nuked myself thus all day yesterday and last night.

The serious ass cold that was going to knock me down went completely away. The dead chunks of it came out tonight and I feel swell... physically. So I'm getting more zinc to have here for next time.

I'm listening to this LSD dude while writing this, and he sounds pretty wuwu to me, but he keeps invoking Trungpa, who really DID know his stuff. I can't hang with all these so-called "teachers" yammering so much. I don't know. I'm hard to please. You get the kind who have this sickeningly fake way of pulling a deadly serious aura around themselves, and you know they're full of shit. Well, or you don't, but I do. Then you have these chatty types. At least this guy is a little more honest about his own neuroses... with a quick excuse coming on the heels of each of his confessions... sheesh.... I really wonder about people who study Buddhism and come out like this. It's as though they never GOT the part about the teaching being delusion, that it is the vehicle out of delusion, but the moment you awaken the practice has become a pose.

There would be a function for public teachers like this, but I don't see how in the United States it would be possible to set up such that a true master could hold forth to the public without turning his or her own enlightenment into a circus that deludes far more than it enlightens others. I think Trungpa, the great Trungpa, lost it from the culture shock and came to a self-inflicted bad end from the abject frustration of trying to communicate with Americans. Our single most distinguishing feature might be our heedlessness... a bad aspect of our ingrained exceptionalism. I think LSD suffers from it... but he's talking about turning the light around to help with your dreaming thing. This is a good thing for me to hear him say.

So he's not completely full of shit. The meditation he's talking about, about looking at the light behind your eyelids as they are closed, is a real thing. I've done it where I have gotten to the point where I can see my surroundings through my closed eyelids.

Right. To the store.

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You know what? Maybe I just am spending entirely too much time in the purity of my own atmosphere. It's four ayem and I just got back from a sandwich at Denny's and a stop at Safeway. It was just me, some traveler and a couple cops at Denny's. It used to be fun to sit near the cops at an all night restaurant. It isn't anymore. They're about ten times dumber than a few decades ago, and the shit they talk about is something you wouldn't believe if you were reading it in a novel. For CERTAIN you'd think it way too fake dialog... except, of course, these guys were actually saying this stuff and they were serious. I kept looking over to see if they weren't maybe grinning from having me on like that. Nope. They were heavily engaged in this weirdly clinical blather about warning some squirming cuffed guy he was going to get sprayed, or having to use the trusty old taser on some other unlucky pissed off drunk. These guys were bona fide beta males, playing tough men.

I mean, OF COURSE, why didn't they think of that earlier? If you guys get cops secure in their manhood and able to deal with people in extremis without needing to torture them into docility, they aren't going to follow your fascist dictates! They're going to be more inclined to be PEACE officers than storm troopers. They aren't going to SCARE anybody. They're going to make people feel SAFE.

Aside from the no morals, maybe the WORST of it for me was the certainty that these two thought they were speaking as though they had IQs.

Pathetic.

I wished I had some peyote to plop in their coffees.

Here, quit pretending and GET one.

And Safeway had every configuration of lozenge you could imagine—I so totally checked—EXCEPT ones with zinc in them.

Crikey!

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Down near the bottom of my sidebar, you will find a playlist for the True Hallucinations audio book. I guarantee it's not boring. In fact, you might want to buy the book after listening just a little.

True Hallucinations, subtitled "Being an Account of the Author's Extraordinary Adventures in the Devil's Paradise," is an autobiographical recounting of Terence McKenna's improbable adventures with psilocybin mushrooms in the Amazon Basin. In 1971, McKenna, along with his brother Dennis and three other companions, ventured by plane, boat, and foot to the paradisical Colombian mission town of La Chorrera, where they hoped to encounter the elusive psychedelic oo-koo-hé.

Fate would have it otherwise. Their attention soon turned to the large numbers of Stropharia cubensis that they lucked upon, and before long Terence and especially Dennis were formulating the psychopharmacological "experiment at La Chorrera" which would eventually give rise to Terence's expanded Jungian notion of the UFO as human oversoul and his I Ching based timewave theory which holds, among other things, that history as we know it is accelerating and, in fact, will come to an end sometime during the beginning of the next century (more precisely, in December of 2012, in accordance with the Mayan calendar).

Not boring. Already, I'm beginning to remember that it was Dennis who went right 'round the bend....

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BREAKING NEWS — 5:38 am, Pacific Time:

PARIS HILTON ARRESTED ON COCAINE CHARGE! OMG

That's topping the AP with big bold portraits and all. Ready to go hunt peyote buttons yet?

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Should I, like, go to bed maybe?

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