Monday, November 9, 2015
I have never, to my understanding, experienced hallucinations. This is not for want of trying. In my youth I was an avid user of (the poorly named) hallucinogenic drugs. At least some of my motives in my ingestion of LSD, Mushrooms, Peyote, and the like, was in the hopes of seeing things that weren't there. That seemed sort of fun and interesting. I eventually understood that seeing things that weren't there was the opposite of what those drugs actually allow for. On the contrary they excel at showing things that are there. Lots and lots of things that are there, all in great, excruciating detail.
I was already pretty good at seeing that.
So now I try and look in between the things that are there. I try and find the cracks. I peer into the cracks, and though I do not find any hallucinations, there is definitely something fishy going on back there. Maybe it is just this:
If you look carefully behind the things that are there, into the secret recesses of the Universe, you just keep finding more things that are there.
Perhaps that is the good and bad of the Universe in a nutshell, you can't get away from it.