2/14/2005

Bagel for Velntines

The night before's activities made for an interesting day.

We went to the overpass at Penns Landing where the statue of the tall people is and watched the water shimmer in the morning sun. I wonder if a photo of it would look even remotely like what I saw in my minds eye.

Came home and the curtain looked so colorful and textured as it filtered the light. Went to sleep for a couple hours. Woke up and begun the next mural. We hung a gaint moon spaed piece of glass but it fell on Aaron a few hours later so we have to do it again.

The Train and Jos came over with good vibes as did Liz and we went to Pats. Gotta love it. Havnt eaten that stuff in a while and while it was nasty it did fill me up and get me pretty high. I mean i was like sedated from all the fat and cheese and calories.

Took a nap of course and was awakwened to go downstairs and pack bagels for a couple hours. I made a delivery to Petros

After work there were perks and jack on the table. I put on Adult Swim and drifted off.

2/13/2005

Not sure if its tomorrow or last night. Listening to Saucerful of secrets . prettyimpressed that I can still type at this point im not looking at the screen at all and really am nopt sure if this is coming out fight at all. Listening to Saucerful of Secrets. Rolling a splliff of some delicious ganja.

Ari cama3em over last ngith and we drank a couplelk beeros. We took a walk with the beutos and it waws pretty social.

Well lets get to the meat of this thing. Liz came over and wanted to go out drinking so we went to the pontica and almost left cuase the downstaris music was so bad they let us in upstairs for freeand there was a crappy band playing. then a decent band called Fat buddha came on and WHERE IS LIZ?

She gave us some zanex and bout me a beer. We went home and I was pretty tired from the zanis. Just before i passed out thougyh. I think I was all bout doijn more drugs and we busted themn out the molly and LSD.

I put them in my mouth and woke upp a couple hours later and didnt understand ans was pretty tweekated out.

2/11/2005

Jacks Back

Havnt posted in almost a week. Been sick with the flu so I've been takin it easy and try8ing to get free. Started reading The Only Dance There Is by Ram Dass. Been meditating.

Keep getting into staring not neccisarly contests but things with aaron. I stare between his eyebrows and his face melts and fades away.

Picked up some new really good work and some great headros. Worked shouldrers today and they were giving free masages. George Washington for President by way. I love those free masages. The dude was mad cool too; he said somthing about stay active, drink, take illegal drugs and dance.

2/04/2005

went to the rents for dinner last night and had some good grub. Came back here and YEM was at the door. Lizard came over too and I pushed some headies and chilled.

Took a couple of Flexoral, muscle relaxers that my mom gave me for neck/back issue and drank a lil wiskey.

They left pretty early and wag wanted me to go chill with him at Silk City but i really wasnt feelin the going out vibe. I read some Gita and meditated till they got home.

Hung out for a bit and they were both fairley wasted so it was funny. We put on Al Green and we danced a bit and they made out some. Right before they went to bed we shadily did some K and then he came back out and finished it off. Dont really remember what I did from then til bed

2/03/2005

High ride

Today is pretty fresh so lets see what I can do with that.

Went to Morning Glory for breakfast which I love. I could see myself cooking at a place like that. I had oatmeal banana pancakes which I actually have in fridge!
Diner with a little funky edge waiters have tats, play cool music, good veggie choices, no catsup

Came home and tried to free myself from my possessions by posting my car on craiglist. Check it out by clicking above.

Went for cruise over to the wach to get 6ers tix around sunset and smoked a bone of the new delicious AK47's we got today. Great Inidca Sativa hybrid that gives a nice lifted stone and no burn.

Went To Hikaru for dinner with yoga Steve and I just cant seem to stop spending. I'm really addicted to the high life and living with wags doesn't help that.

He convinced me to the 6ers game with him which I'm pretty against. Mainly because I just don't care about sports but also because I'm not into to the whole big money, gluttony and senseless consumption thing which professional sports epitomizes.

Came home and made up for it by doing some k and watching 2001: A Space Odyssey. I've watched it many times but am still awed and realize new aspects of it. Such as how the second chapter reveals that we are still animals albeit more sophisticated but still just as ignorant and confused possibley even more so.

Today was Wednesday. Last night I had an ok workout. Great cardio and abs less than perfect back and shoulders.

Stopped at Essene and picked up veggies. Made a veggie soup from stock out of one of those space age containers, carrots, cabbage, kale, donburi, ginger... and some curried white sweet potatoes and tempe.

Made plans with Balls to chill that night. Called before I went over to verify that he didn't have shit to do the next day and he knew right away what I was getting at. We made some tea and put in 3gs of mush. A light dose but enough to do the trick and get to know this batch. We listened to a bunch of great jazz albums. Balls has the best record collection and is the best DJ of anyone I know so eating psychedelics with him is great. Plus he has an extremely active mind and loves to talk. So we got a little tweaked and wiped the flies from our eyes.

I had some great closed eye visuals with fast moving candy cane like ribbons and one that I cant really verbalize except that it seems to represent the separation of my consciousness from my body. Had some good open eye visuals with the lighting ans shadows and a weird sheen/fuzz and bits of crap on his carpet that at first looked like the night sky and then morphed into a 3d universe and I imagined my self thousands of years ago on psychedelics realizing that the sky above was 3d.

Talked about all kinds of stuff; where he's going intellectually and with his writing, which I have to get linked up on here. Where I'm going which is a whole other thing I'm trying not to concern myself with. Politics, society, genetics, quantum theory... We synched the come on with the entheogens movie preview and it was very effective I thought.

Sweat

Dont Really remember too much of Tuesday but i think i hung out with the Lizard and went to the poster store and looked throught this really great art book and got some ideas for stuff to do around the pad. Or maybe that was wedneday. I'm going to do some abstract stuff with warm textured colors and imperfect geometrics.

Starting going to the gym a few days ago. Been getting really high off my workouts. Told Lizard about it and she said some stuff about everyone looking at everyone else at the gym and it wierded me out a bit while I was there. Thats also becuase i chose to join the really hip south philly gym with the cool name and yellow machines and giovannis and shallow materialists. So Ive may have prematurely written off everyone there becase i really dont want to talk or look at anyone. In less your really hot and seem available.

In the moment

I'm realizing that I don't think it even pays to post something that happened days ago in less it is very significant because it loses something like the way dreams disappear.

Anyway, Monday I took care of some biz. Helped raise some kids levels of awareness by hooking The Trains little bro up with a couple z's of heady booms. And then came back to homestead to "kettle" bagels from 3pm till 5am with no break. It really helped that I had just earlier been reading a portion of The Gita which spoke about unattachment to action. I zenned through a good portion of the night by focusing on a lotus or diamond radiating from my heart and third eye. And I felt really good about providing bread to the city of Philadelphia. I mean, it's probably a drop in the bucket but we baked 900 dozen that night. It was a little intense at times having your face over a giant kettle and then in from of a huge oven and having your hands on bagels right out of boiling water but it felt really good and I certainly didn't need to go take a schvitz.

These dudes that I was working with made me realize some things which was probably the most productive part of the night personally. The baker works 3pm to 7am 5 sometimes 6 days a week. How that's even humanly possible I'm not sure but he feels he needs to because he doesn't not have any marketable skills and needs that cash. The other guy works 12 hour shifts putting bagels in bags with 3 kids at home and twin nineteen year old daughters who he is very proud of. They started working at McD's when they were 14 and are now on there own. I mean I'm all about putting in good days work. I think people need to be productive in order to feel good about themselves. But I'm also all about liesure, chillin, recreating not to mention that I find the tedium literally mind numbing.

I need to find a way to get paid for using my brain to help improve things

Sat

I cant recall Saturday daytime so it must not have too eventful. The Spaniard and sicklythepsycho came by and we illed out for a bit. I think I'm leaving something out because I remember being in a cab with an ass of a cabbie who chatted incessantly in Hindi but I don't remember where we went. But we did go to the 700 club once again and I think its the last time I'm going to there at least for a while. I mean don't get me wrong I think the place is great, probably one of the best in Philly, but they have been playing pretty much the same set every sat for the past couple month and I'm tired of it. Not to mention that I almost got my ass handed to me by 2 separate groups of chicks.

Sunday we did the bagel thing and then watched this great show about Burningman. I definitely gotta check that out. Its pretty amazing. All these people coming together and participating in creating a work of art. And that work of art is really the gestalt, the meeting of the minds of all these individuals for now real apparent motive other than just that. To come together and experience eachother and play together. I cant wait to experience it.

long time comin

This past weekend was good but pretty standard. Pman came over on friday, was supposed to bring some zanibars but he forgot them. We went to Lovash the Indian Restaurant around the corner and it was surpisingly good. The samosas were ausome. I would go back just for them and i need to try some of there curry.

Came back and just pretty much vegged out for a while. Wags and Blue eyes went out to Philo's for reggea night. They have a really sweet DJ who plays tons of great 45's. Pman left little after midnight and I met them at Philo's. I was really feelin the music and it smelled like herb so i decided to go home to roll a splif. On my way out I run into the cutie and her roomate. She looked great once again and was showing a little more skin than before. sweet!

Go home twist one up and run back and blaze down in the DJ booth. Get lifted and groove with the tunes for a while. Try to hang with the cutie a bit but she doesnt want to dance and Im not really getting great vibes. Not sure bout that one but it is certainly worth another try but i have to play it cool becuase shes a cool chick. And by that i mean, she has some poise and tact so i have to as well.