our greatest blessings come to us by way of madness Phaedr. 244a

2013/08/31

Jesus the mushroom.

Jesus the mushroom. Please, someone write the book so we can make the movie.

 Oh wait. Philip K Dick already did.

I have enough trouble simply trying to live in my body, in the moment, amazed by simply drawing breath, seeing colors, (quiet, listen...) the life all around. Being is a pretty good enough religion, methinks.

Pain, hunger. When I think of creatures, children especially, distracted from their being by suffering. Heartbreaking. Can pain be shared, lifted?