Stoner Thoughts on Thoughts

(I MEANT TO POST THIS FOREVER AGO AND FORGOT ABOUT IT. IT'S A BIT RANDOM)

It tastes like purple flowers, man.

When you're baked and you're doing it just because the piece is clogging and not because you are dry, scraping res is like the most relaxing shit ever.

Goodbye India: Awake My Soul
Love this little video.  Love Mumford & Sons.

There are people that you connect with.  In certain situations or at particular moments where at the same time you are in sync.  Your souls are in time.  It's not a big idea.  It doesn't mean you're in love or whatever.  It just means that at that moment you are connected.  Then that moment cycles by and is gone.  But it's those moments that are important.  The ways that we connect and interact and work together to create the reality around us, that's important.  Because that's what life is all about.  The experience.  Because you can't un-create an idea.  A thought wave.  And it's not the difference between humanity and nature.  It's all nature, and when you realize just how connected it all is and how it's all the same and how it's all important then it's amazing how the worry just kind of fades away amongst the stars.

I sat there and listened to him ramble about skateboard moves and I nodded and "uh-huhhed" over and over and I thought, "This is it."  No screeching eagle overhead or long shot of the sunset over the desert horizon. Our lives are seemingly unremarkable.  I sat there thinking, "Is this what it is?" This is the dream? Freedom really just means being able to smoke a bowl with your mates in your room and not worry about it being a problem with anyone. Right? Freedom is non-warped vinyls.

I know.  It's been a while.  I've been mostly just trying to plan moving to Colorado.  I'm so ready to just be there.  I just want my place that I'm staying and all my shit is already there and like it's first night and I'm sitting there with my bestie rolling a bowl.  I'm ready for that.

If I had to I could stay here until the Spring, but honestly I think I would be miserable if I didn't make it in January.  I have to make it happen.

So I'm 24 now.  I don't feel super different.  I do feel older. Like when I think back it seems like I could almost go back to my dorm room at any time and be back in college but really it was over a year and a half ago that I left there.  Time has passed that quickly.

Mav

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