I gotta stop going to all these fancy parties and by ‘fancy’ I mean cocaine. I always end up feeling like a robot singing Neil Young songs at a karaoke bar. I have the same problem with meditation.
The deal is that anyone can train their brain to tell them its never raining, that the sun is always shining even when its nighttime. Anyone can take enough cocaine to become the all seeing eye of god, but it wears off and its no fun being like that all the time, just ask the Buddha.
Besides, duality is a sexy brilliant bitch. Glistening in the night like a dark alter. Like water rippling in the trees. The ever changing paradox of such fabulous deals at the lowest of prices imaginable. So low that I can’t even legally tell you. So free, that you will never be able to afford it.
