It was on a Thursday that God got tired of fucking himelf. He got down to brass tacks and created Eve. He didn’t create woman, he just created the first one in human form. Woman always existed. How do think God came about?
Anywho I met Eve at some wierd rave/event in Austin, Texas. It was July 1999 and the pre-millinuim tension was delicious. I took some bunk rolls that turned out to be pcp and decided to just go for it, so I modeled my experience on the transpersonal idea that everyones consciousness is born of a singular reality and that time is but eternity’s veil. Those bunk rolls hit me like a nuclear velvet kiss. Sure, I’d already ingested a couple of tabs of blotter and driven 44 hours from Portland, Oregon in a 20 year old Buick station wagon that I’d just paid $600 for, so perhaps I was already in the middle of some half baked pilgrimage. Hell, I was born lost in the woods, might as well push in a little deeper chasing the magical ghost.
That evening I rode the rollercoaster of evolutionary biology to the peak of human experience and into the infinite regress of the universe before it was born. I was the deathless awareness that is all things. It was a good time. I met a pretty girl who at that time I believed to be woman eternal, but I lost her phone number and fell in love with everything.
Thanks be to God.
