is what i said to my friend dave, a confidant at work who i spent a good part of the early to mid 2000's stoned or drunk with.
he had told me that he hadn't had a drink in three days. and the reply i gave him is the one above.
then he said something that was funny as hell, 'yeah, but if i go any longer, things will start to look really ugly. that's because reality is an ugly thing.'
so much truth.
i am now a seeker of clarity. i enjoy the life i've built around me and have been equally enjoying the fruits of my labors. i don't want to give this up for the world-even if it is ugly.
i've seen the detritus of humanity and it isn't pretty. lots of excess poured out all over cracked and stained sidewalks. over aggressive misguided dominant behaviors due to lack of knowledge or boredom. people constantly beaten down by their own lack of enthusiasm for life and strict adherence to dead, out of date ideals and social paradigms.
there is a vast amount of ugliness that has been enhanced from my new found clarity and i try to rise above it with a kick ass attitude and sense of humor.
beauty is everywhere, and it took me until recently to look up and feel good about.
it's called living...not existing.
it's called living...not existing.
