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a mind-manifesting consciousness-expansion through emergent properties of social groups is the neopsychedelic movement

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The Hills Have Penises.

That would have been a very different movie.

 Now go down on my valley, you little bitch…

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Wes. is. just. so. damn. lemme. tell. you. just. so. damn. muthafuckin’. unruhly.

 Sha-boy!

Look people, just because I’m a Pisces doesn’t mean I have to have a foot fetish.

There are probably people on MySpace and Livejournal who only have you friended so they can get inside your trust-barrier, discover all your crazy secrets and laugh about you behind your back.

There was nothing for me to argue with. I’ve been through all those thoughts time and time again, ages ago.

No man, no baby, no other person is the answer to my existence. I am the answer.

My soul is not pure or impure. And depression is not a death sentence. My depression is meaningful and functional.

This brings to mind the idea of warring mytho-timelines, the timelines recorded and enforced by Europeans and those remembered and fought for by Moors and Amer-Indians. A very interesting way to move the ethers, if you don’t mind me saying.

(He asks for clarification.)

 Well, what I mean is…

Its kind of complicated, but…

In schools here in America, we are taught certain things about the past that we inevitably rely on as “The Truth” (at least early on until we realize how much of history is bullshit that is made up by “the victors”). One of those things we are taught is that the only people who lived here in America before Columbus “discovered” it were Amer-Indians.

When you start to insert a different opposing timeline into the collective unconscious, I personally think you can change a lot this way. You change the way people think about the past and in that way, oddly, you begin to change the past.

Does that make any sense?

To rewrite the mythology of history is a big thing.

I’m very fond of the faerytales. They are pretty and they do provide a measure of meaning in an otherwise meaningless world. It’s too sad to most people to think there’s no meaning to existence other than what we give it and what we take for ourselves, but I find that rather empowering. I was wondering around wondering about my purpose in the grand scheme of things until I realized that meaning was not going to just arbitrarily seek me out and find me and that I had to define my role for myself.

So that’s what I’m doing daily.