Ya so what.
(kill the guru)
Thus concludes my virtual highlight tour of the Moma gallery in New York. Upstairs was a massive Dada show and by that time I was tottally freaking out. All those Ernsts had me pulling my hair out. By the time I arrived at the Man Rays I was banging my head against the wall and then I was escorted out. Sorry no photos.
In conclusion I would have to say that it was higly auspicious seeing the Dada show at this particular time in history. Dada was primarily a direct reaction counter the insanity of war. Art is the reflected psyche of humankind, and all the dada bullshit makes me puke. It was this intense horrible reflection of the brutal chaotic twisted time. And now Im afraid that the time is come again.
I reflect on my own works and see the horror. I see the mess, the confusion of images and impatience with process. Yet I trust my ability to channel in the world around me. We're past the postmodern and into the end time.
I just saw this movie by that dude Alex Grey. He's got a space in New York called the Chapel of mirrors. He keeps all his paintings together in this space. He actually bought them back from collectors in order to assemble them together and create this special place where he holds rituals on full moons etc. After the movie he talked for like an hour on the benifits of taking acid. Calling the discovery of acid a miracle and claiming that many of the most important insights of this generation have been a result of acid. Even the conceptualization of the DNA double helix. While on acid He painted a portrait of the dude who discovered it and then got it signed by the dude on the dude's 100th birthday!
Anyways, expect these rants more often. I have a feeling my mind is going to be blown here on a daily basis. ANd no drugs or alchol allowed! (except my secret stash of Mystrica Fragranz.) whoa, all the fricking healthiest health food I can eat.
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Secret stash, eh?
There are no secrets my friend.
Indeed. I could always tell when you'd partaken in the consumption of Myrr. The paleness, and shroud of naseau always gave it away.
Naysayers! All you geeks have to comment on is the poor Tiger's secret stash? What about all the other great things it said? Actually I reckon that the smoke Tiger's natural high is so freaking over the top now that it hasn't had time or mind to dip in.
Imagine a tap that has an endless supply of any fruit juice you could want.
That tap is life, no?
And yes, it's is all excellent.
:)
Well an orange juice tap would be cool for a bit, but then I would want some pineapple, pomegranete, grape, etc. Also, doing the dishes, or washing your face with orange juice would suck hard.
For the record I wasn't commenting on your post as much as agreeing with Carlos. Like Leonard Cohen says "Everybody knows...". Otherwise it was the exception to your writing. You are seeing some art again for the first time, cool, you are eating healthy food, cool, you are bringing along a little helper, uhhh, not so cool. Good work on not using it though. Oh, and acid alters your dopamine levels in a way that is very similar to schizophrenia. =P
Try and find the gnarliest comic store you can and snap me a photo - or, snap me a photo of any wierdos in superhero outfits. I hear you can see all kinds of strange things in New York so who knows!
ps The occasional cleansing is always good.
i went to the chapel of sacred mirrors with sarah in december. i was transported to a different realm there.
i imagine that an ayoaska trip would feel a little like being in a grey painting. or... acid maybe? interesting.
I have a feeling that the ayoaska is something completely different. Or so I hope. Im trying to figure out a way to south america for an ethnobotanical tourist trip.
If you want to do something like that, maybe you could contact the DWD people and get in touch with the "Maestro". I like the sound/look of that dude. They said he can turn into a jaguar, and travel through dreams.
Pshh, turning into Jaguars and travelling through dreams is childsplay. I learned that in Shamanistic kindergarten.
I specialize in turning into a human being and travelling through the common reality.
Nice work.
I specialise in living.
doh, mocked at every turn!
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