last night i had the kind of mind-blowing god experience that i've only heard tale of in stories about acid trips. (is that how the saying goes?) mine, however, happened when i was 7/8 asleep.
i decided to watch the middle third of i heart huckabee's last night instead of reading for class. after all, julia cameron says i'm not supposed to be reading this week. that's what she meant, right? do something that requires next to no brain activity and absolutely no creativity. plus, i'm sick. another reason to be lazy.

as always, i fell asleep. (hence middle third instead of last 2 thirds.) my room has no tv but since it's cold downstairs, this winter i've been watching movies upstairs where it's warm. in my roommate's bed. (she's never home.)
when i awoke at 1:28 this morning, the audio track from the movie's menu was playing. easy assumption: it had been looping for at least an hour, while my mind had been hearing the same words over and over and over.
in my sleep-induced, huckabee stupor, i gathered my pillows and other belongings so i could go back to my own bed. somehow i thought the most nihilistic and logical 2 sentences that perhaps any person has ever thunk. by the time my pillows had hit my mattress, my divine revelation was gone. presumably, i will never never remember the bean curd of wisdom i recieved last night.
it probably influenced my subsequent psychadelic birch-tree dream greatly, though. a few girls and i caught butterflies in a painted swimming pool at the end. i can't tell the best parts. they're too good. with words, they would be ruined.
[a ring around the moon, last feb. 21. this is how it really looked.. no camera tricks here.]

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