When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out? There once was an acid I put in my head. It took years for the molecule to take effect. It eventually did and fit like a fiddle in the middle of a dj set. I tried to poke at the strings … Continue reading One Man’s Trash Is Another Man’s Treasure
List three books that have had an impact on you. Why? The Doors of Perception, Slaughterhouse-Five, Crime and Punishment. Three books. 781 pages. What I remember from each book can’t even fill the last page. I remember that the way one ought to see is revealed in the folds and wrinkles of khaki pants worn … Continue reading One Ought to Read More
Write about your first computer. This is all I did on my first computer. Seems to be all I still do, listen and smile, smile, smile … originally posted in May 2023. Yeah, I can tell everybody why I went back to college. The Grateful Goddam Dead that’s why. In the Fall of 1996 the … Continue reading Daily Dose
Why is it that I’m always listening to facts and opinions when neither are original enough to give me an answer to the question of what is an original thought? When one considers the fact that discoveries are original, since they were technically here first before being revealed, the history of an original thought can’t … Continue reading If I were just a thought
It is #family that I will fight for. It is the family that I fight with. It is family that I’d die for. It is family that I mourn with. It is the family I go crazy for. It is family I went crazy with. It is the family that is not a myth. It … Continue reading Tag Words Almost Explained 4
“You know this Eric,” Uncle Slim said in disbelief when Eric asked the question “is this reality” right after water was pushed through his lips streaming down passed all his glory back into the lake at the shoreline where beyond his naked-baby-man-statue pose and silhouette was a spectacular light show of purple, blue, and orange … Continue reading Let Your Life Proceed By Its Own Design
You were carefree, just being yourself in that photo from long ago, sitting at the table in a fringe coat with long hair and beard smiling like a Japanese bass player with hands clasped at your chin sending reverb over decades in a still shot. You laughed when I showed you the photo saying something … Continue reading I’m Not My Father
A little peace of mind goes a long way. I could do anything I wanted now. I could go back to college or I could hitchhike back to Albuquerque where I had probably unwittingly been contacted by spirit jesters when rubbing elbows with strangers who enlisted in the University of New Mexico DMT experiments of … Continue reading 11 – The Contact
I used to run around in my twenties saying mushrooms are good sport after I went on a heroic journey that left the automatic asshole in me behind only to be replaced by the trigger shy nice guy for a good solid decade. This turned out to be the greatest augmentation of somersaults inside my … Continue reading The Vitality of Being Nice
When it comes to ego all objects have the ability to break down and reassemble into more solid versions of themselves. Ego is seeing the built environment take a backseat to nature and believing nature takes a backseat to you. The forces of nature cause ego-death for the purpose of inspiring humans to see the … Continue reading Solid Ego
As a dragon slithers out of the sea, a heart shaped sun rises beyond it then splits into a broken heart swallowing the dragon. All of us will experience the death of a beast by the love of one god within a galaxy of similar gods, and in one universe under God, even if only … Continue reading Ouroboros
Did you know that morning glory grows out from the cracks of sidewalks and buildings in Athens? I only know this because a Brit strolled up to me asking me a slew of questions about where I’ve been, then determined I am from Michigan, and showed me how to seek and process and consume the … Continue reading Athens – Introducing Hypnagogic’s
It’s fitting that twenty five years ago around this date on Thanksgiving I was in Ireland away from my family. If someone told me twenty five years ago I would one day have a family of my own I wouldn’t have been surprised. If that same person told me I was going to be battling … Continue reading Ireland II – Self Discovery and the Courage to Know
Francis Erich McElroy 