COKE and light fairytale
Dedicated to coke and crack heads everywhere
by Eric Lang
Once upon a time there lived a cokehead, in the concrete jungle of some
American city.
He ran into a dark hallway lost in his coke high, wandering
wandering wandering in hopeless nights, why can't I just find my money I lost
again? why can't I get another hit? I'd rape a 3 year old kid for
a hit, I'd kill my own dog, for a hit... He thinks, even though he isn’t that addicted… that's
what they say.
That’s what they wonder, but in the heat of that situation, in the
wandering thoughts identifying with the craving mind, he stepped
back for a moment, gave himself a little space and realized, he is
not the craver alone, there is more to him, there is the one love,
there even in the depths of the coke life. there is light although
almost gone in the insanity that his life has become, maybe there
is more to this life then the next high, whether its coke or a cig
or LSD or whatever, maybe there is something to this life that I
can hold on to, and whisper to the world a song of love and peace,
maybe I have something to give, maybe music, maybe love, maybe
just washing this dish, maybe I could get high by taking a walk,
and in this dark hallway there shown a light, a light, a ray, it didn’t say
Don’t do coke, it didn’t say snort it instead of smoke it, it nothing like that,
this light didn't want anything, it had everything, and it was
what pushed him into the dark hallway in the first place, sure he
played a part, but the light is all, and it was to blame, the man
wandered why me, why did you push me in this hallway, into this
hole, why do you make coke my goal in life, why does it seem I
have to wait until death to feel free? the light didn't seem to
answer, it just shined, and accepted, and saw only beauty in this
man... this man took a piece of the light and put it in his heart
to hold for a while, it took the edge off the craving, gave it a
little space, and for a brief second he didn't want the coke, he
thought maybe I can work around this, cut back, maybe even quit
someday... the devil stopped by and sat down, upset that the man
had seen the light even if just a glimpse... the devil said, you
don't need the light, you don't need the space, you just need
enough money that you can get a hit every freaking day, twice a
day, no three times a day, no every hour, until you stay up three
days and pass out into an astral nightmare, the man looked at the
devil, and laughed, the devil didn't have a good deal, he was
conning me the man thought, the light makes more sense, it isn't
telling to do anything either way, it is just giving me space
admist the madness of my life. the devil grew upset, and suddenly
manifested a pile of cociane right in front of the man, giving him a
choice do more coke... he went to grab the
coke but it disappeared... the devil laughed, you made your choice
already I am just fucking with you he said, then he disappeared
slowly, he wasn't real, the man thought he was a reflection of my
inner demon, and I created him because without the low, how could
I havee the high? he saw it all admist the despair, the light
shined so bright, he nearly enjoyed the craving without being
macocist... many days later, he managed to avoid the stealing, the
raping, the killing for coke, and he had enough money for a few
hits. he was gentle with himself he felt the light still even
though his life felt like hell. He gave in gently and bought some
more, but this time when he took a hit, he said a prayer gently
and sincerely, he wanst angry, he said, OM SHIVA SHANKARA HARE
HARE GANGA, the mantra for all drugs... he took that shit and gave
into it fully, he smoked it as though it would be the last hit of
coke he would ever have. he went through it so deeply that the
light revealed that it was him all the time, it was everything, he
was the light, it was the greatest coke high he ever had... and
yet as the coke weared off... and he felt like shit... he took a
walk, bird flied around him, the sun shone and he thought to
himself, maybe Ill quit for today, so he did that day... The whole day he didn’t buy anyway, and day after day,
one day at a time, he quit, and never smoked coke again... some
called it a miracle, some say it just because he switched to a new
addiction, but he knew, it was because he went through it, because
he had grit... he started playing more music and got a gig at a
local coffe shot, he sang a rock song about the light... trying to
pass on the love, and you know what he got high, higher then the
coke, and after that day he never thought about coke again. But
yet he didn't look back and think he was bad or evil for the
things he did, he didnt regret getting into a coke, he was
grateful for his coke years. they taught him so much, and showed
him his greatest friend the light... as he lay on his death bed
dying, far in the future, he made on final requst before Dr.
kevokian flipped the switch, let me get one hit of coke. the
doctor got the joke, and burned up some on a spoon, and loaded up
the glass pipe... as he smoked it, he left his body, and because
of the lessons of coke, he learned that the greatest addiction is
reincarnation, and instead of coming back into another drama on
earth or any other planet or whatever, he finally fully embraced
the oneness, and become the light fully, never suffering againg, eternal bliss and rest, entertained by all the memories of all the dramas in all the universes and astral planes
knowing all, seeing all, waiting for the rest of us to catch up to
the ultimate high NIRVANA!
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