so i roll out of bed this morning and guess what i see? thats right...sockem boppers ::sings commerical that goes along with it:: so i thought id have a little fun. these things tend to be really theraputic. i slyly slipped the sockems on my hand and snuck down the stairs to surprise my sister. AHA...i yelled then i started to go to her body. i threw my hands up in victory, because after all it was over right!?
while i was just laying in the bed my sister attacked me just as i had gotten her. i tried to run...but to no avail i slipped on some papers ("maybe that should be a hint that ur room needs cleaning") and my victory was short lived.
i had a conversation with a new friend last night (brows) and we were talking about reaching states of euphoria. he seems to think that a person can only reach euphoria with some type of outside stimulation...but i know the truth. see as a child u are carefree. there is nothing to worry about. ur armpits dont stink, u can walk around nakeo without people calling u fat...john locke describes it as tabula rasa...clean slate. and as u get older the only way to wipe ur slate clean...is to go crazy
thats why i try to forget things sometimes...so i can release everything that is bothering me and not deal with issues that i have to. afterall if u dont know they exsist u cant deal with them right? regardless of what he thinks...true euphoria is when u are able to seperate urself from reality without the help of other things. i think that is what is going on with my gma...when a person goes through what she's been through. the dualities of life....maybe ill talk about that tomorrow....everyone has multiple personalities.
love peace and hair grease
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