I was tripping shrooms with someone, and at one point I just looked at her and said, “The Cosmic Joke,” which was an entirely new term to me but we somehow both got it immediately and laughed about that all night. I have no idea what exactly The Joke is, perhaps the tumultuousness of life. I do know that The Joke is on us, and we have the choice to laugh along with it.

I had taken an unmeasured handful of goldcaps and stems. My buddy used to sell them on college and he brought an entire sack for just eats on break. I laid in my bed while my buddy and my other friend exchanged stories while the imagery around my room evolved from scant to vivid. My fan became the root of a tree, and the blankets on me started lapping like waves with faces. For whatever reason, I stared at this scene and felt how all things are connected in life. My vision took me across a myriad of animal and insect lives to experience this. I felt this feeling with every cell of my body. Thats the moment I really realized why the call it the web of life.

“I should take lsd less often”

I wrote this down, this is verbatim:

I wonder if there are bad drivers in Star trek, like you’re just cruising along in your Galaxy class starship minding your own business and all of a sudden there’s like some fucking romulan right behind you with a bird of prey highbeaming you because you’re only doing warp 7 in a warp 5 zone.

You keep hailing them on subspace frequency telling them to go around, go around and they will not go around you no matter what.

What does a Starfleet captain do? There’s only one correct answer and it’s the same answer that I wish we could do it here on Earth which is to fire photon torpedoes, disable their life systems, board them, kill the survivors and rifle through their pockets.

But they won’t let you do that in starfleet for some reason

“Your past isn’t really your past, it’s just what you remember.” – Courtesy of some dank edibles.