All the dogs wanted in so I let them up on the bed. I had to manage each of them carefully. The smaller one's ego rages and she gets very angry when the rest get up on the bed, so I had to hold on to her while the poor bastards climbed their way up. The cat wanted to look out the window so I threw a blanket on top of the amp and she got up and gazed out. All these animals finding themselves stuck in a single house together, learning to co-exist given the circumstances. I fell asleep.
Later I thought of a beautiful girl that rode by on a beach cruiser, smiling behind blue plastic shades. A gush of warmth following.
I thought of totems and astrological signs and old religions and timeless archetypes and the converging narratives of those ancient disparate knowledge systems across centuries. There's a wealth of ancient knowledge that modern rationalism tends to discard, but there's much in there that can be mined out; it can be quite useful. Each culture has something to say. It has to be decrypted and integrated.
Sometimes the old Western methodology of having a few drinks, feeling sorry for oneself, scrambling one's brains up for a bit, and then letting vague revelations settle over to be meditated on later after an afternoon nap can be quite useful, especially in the face of an existential bottleneck. Then at other times those Eastern methodologies are the antidote to Western madness. We are creatures exposed to numerous knowledge systems crashing together in information space. We have to make do with whatever we find useful.
Went on a bike ride to burn off the alcohol. Keep moving, moving, moving to the drum beat. Passed a stop sign with a stenciled "US" underneath. Made me think of a stop sign in Berkeley that had "Driving" painted underneath. Both messages are pretty moving, though STOP US seems to me a pretty profound statement in many ways, whether the defacer (or facer) intended it or not.
