My girlfriend and I start watching the new Little Prince movie on netflix 5 minutes after we drop our tabs. The movie is spectacular, and I can't help but think it was made just for me, by my all knowing future/higher self. The movie ends and I want to talk about it with my girlfriend but realize I am way too high to be able to adequately communicate the sacred space the movie has put me in, so instead I just sink into my own little prince world and let the epiphanies flow.
I come to the conclusion that I am Christ and am here to fulfill the second coming, the beatles were the four horsemen, and the author of a book about car camping adventures in the desert that I had read a couple months prior was John the baptist. I knew it was my destiny to meet up with this author in order to be inititiated in the spirit and start my own journey into the desert to commune with the Father, which was essential if I was to succeed in defeating the antichrist, the seemingly benevolent but ultimately malevolent force behind the upcoming alien invasion foretold in revelations. Suddenly my girlfriend's phone started ringing. It was an unknown number from Arizona. I think about the Arizona state flag... the land of the rising sun (son). Oh shit, do not answer the phone. Lord, please let this cup pass from me. Before I know it I am madly pacing around the apartment. This begins to make my girlfriend tense so I try to calm down in order to console her. She relaxes enough to point out something in our hardwood floors. I look at the floor pattern and realize there is a message to be decoded. It reminds me of the secret magnetic message in Interstellar that Mcconaheigh discovers is from his future self. Ah my higher/future is really trying to communicate with me here. But through magnetism? Dang magnetic fields are literally magick... I want nothing to do with it!
I start pacing furiously again, which of course makes my gf tense again. She says shes going to call her mom. "No." She tries justifying herself and starts saying trigger words like LSD, mentally insane, scared, hurt. I know the CIA is listening so I start making loud throat clearing noises every time she says a sensitive word. Now she really thinks I'm crazy. Before she leaves the house I hug her and tell her I love her. This calms us both down. We sit down and things are okay for a moment but then I start thinking about magnetism again and how I can probably manipulate it, but I don't want to manipulate it! This gets me into another rabbit hole and I have to get up and start pacing again. As I'm pacing I have the presence of mind to write down some of my thoughts in a notebook. I understand that these thoughts will one day become a book that will be the new bible to those in the know. This bible will explain how when you finally, deeply understand that the book of life is already written out, the Now becomes infinitely more significant and exploring it more interesting as the more you explore it, the slower and more beautiful it becomes; once you reach this stage, x-men type magick becomes available to you.
Almost entirely oblivious to my gf, I began to become paranoid about the weight of my thoughts. As they progressively became more grandscale , I feared that unlocking the full truth of infinity would drive me certifiably insane. In fact, I realized that if I finished writing down my current epiphany I would certainly have a brain aneurism. Without writing another word, I closed up the book for good. But I was still concerned about having a brain aneurism, and thinking about brain anuerisms on lsd is sure to give you a brain aneursim right?? Suddenly and heroically my gf decides to turn on some music. She plays Jerry Garcia - freight train from the album Not for Kids only. I calm right down. The rest of the trip is pretty cool, we listen to the rest of the album as we draw in a giant coloring book.
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