A few days ago, I wrote a bit about the social implications one can have if one does not partake of alcohol or drugs. it is hard to describe, in some cases, it is like some particular "club" or "tribe" that if you didn't partake, "you are not our friend."
"no problem. if that is what you require for friendship, why would I want to be friends with that type of thinking?”
The journey I am on today is a far cry from the debauchery that was football and rock and roll. A better question I have today how people like Keith Richards, Ozzy Osbourne, and a few others are still alive?
The answer to "when" I stopped came when someone reminded me that when I was a bouncer, it was the time I stopped drinking like the norm. I was sober at the door and couldn't drink, so what I saw was a lot of people coming in behaving one way, and after a few hours of libations, they walked out totally different people.
then when it came to the end of the night, there were the people you would scrape out of their stools, usually people who were oblivious to where and what they were doing, and you made sure they got home somehow with no driving.
watching and being part of this psychological transition from healthy people to folks that made no sense, and probably would not remember all the "fun" they thought they had, just had me seriously give up substances that alter your personality
I think it was yesterday I wrote about how I am fascinated with the idea and process of distillation and how you make something. Aside from a sip to taste it, I don't think I really want to drink it. (although there was a time in Ireland last year where I had to talk and drink a lot with a man that was troubled in making a decision for his inner health and walking away from his career in law enforcement...it is probably better I don't know his name, or what happened. but the lad did turn me onto teeling whiskey)
Years later, from the days of being a bouncer, I have gone through all the various technologies, sensory deprivation, and other non-infestation ways of seeking a higher dimension. The problem was I always seemed to hit a barrier of sorts that kept me from breaking through to that space of pure peace and love in the heart.
That came when I was out in the middle of the black rock desert, 30 minutes of bike riding from the camp (it was actually allowed back before it became what it is today) and I had almost a mystical experience with nature and myself in it. This same process came when I met the monks, and they gave me a path to work on and follow.
The difference in the journey is that there are no short cuts. The life of comfort we seem to want to behave like humans probably will do little to get you to the most profound spaces of what is possible inside you. Ingesting substances are going to alter you, but is it faux or the real one?
thankfully, the monks gave me some excellent guidance on not attaching oneself to anything, and with the prayers and meditation, while very rare, you can and probably will have unexplained events happen inside you – that make your best infestation experience seem silly
I looked up the great basin national park in Nevada. I have that on the list of places to visit. I have been all around it, but never to it. So I am familiar with the area and welcome the idea that I can see one of the darkest places in America at night.
Why is that important? Simple. If you have never done or seen it. Go out at 3 am and look up at a clear sky with no light pollution from man.
"oh my god" might be the words that come out of your mouth at the fantastic beauty of the cosmos and the comfort at realizing you are nothing but a grain of stardust within it – and yet – you are a valued part of whatever this all is.
You can drink, you can take drugs to have 'experiences" but if you want one that will change you forever…just go out to a remote place, sit, be still, empty yourself of all the "stuff" in your mind and life – and wait.
"until it happens."
The sad reality is that very few will read the directions and do them. If you watch human behavior today if you knock the power out of most folks cellphones, or drop their internet connection, they will have a meltdown
I wonder, exactly what are we all connected to?
Alcohol, drugs, pharmaceuticals…even bullets and guns. There is nothing terrible about any of them. It is the choice we make as humans as to how we use them. Inside the USA, I see a tremendous amount of medicating going on. What scared me is a lot of it is prescribed by a doctor
I think it is the prodigal sons that really appreciate god more than the righteous. You get a deeper understanding of love in that your experience is more than just reading about it in a book and believing. You have experiential learning that can't really be explained. You also see the beauty if the idea of "choice" and the freedom to love everyone, just as you were loved, no matter how bad off you were.
I don't know why these things are not preached in churches. I wish they would call them "hospitals" for the souls, as we are all sick and need some help. In wandering around the world, I have never met a perfect person, or seen one perfect show. Only a handful that was actually enlightened. i am not one of them…far from it…but i get up each day and keep trying.