My older brother is getting married. In Texas next week. I found out through text message. He thinks it's funny to even tell me knowing good and well that I am nothing but a broke good for nothing shit of a sister who can't save money worth a dime. That has a very unfortunate credit rating score. Who used to like to sleep around, drink, smoke, and do drugs. Therefore we will dis invite her from our wedding. Even though he is no angel who has done the same things if not worse things than I have. He cannot see that I have turned over a new leaf in life. And even if he/she somehow did weasel up some kind of a heart and cash to send to their Dear poor sister in Colorado, the Gemini stubborn Moon in me comes out and I say no the Fuck way. I don't appericiate it when people do things "the hard way" and put family members into awkward situations.
You know the country lyrics from that song that go, "I'm hearing voices all the time". Well to me there are all different kinds of clairvoyance. Maybe this world is becoming more in tune with their inner selves that we as a world are starting to move together much like in Spielberg Avatar. Flowing with one. "One nation under a grove getting down just for the funk of it". Right? George Clinton has that idea. Bringing people together, with similar thoughts and ideas. Anyway back to that whole ESP thing. Because it is like a Leave it To Beaver thing. I feel it when something, someone in my group of friends and family are in trouble or in need or something happy happens. The expression, "Do you know what is going on at home?" sort of a deal. Wrote about it back in 2003 that weird things seem to interconnect with each other on my livejournal. Must be the DMT I smoked a year ago still stuck in my brain stem
A friend of mine has tattooed on her chest, "Save Yourself". Yah I total agree because how many people do you want to be connected with through sex, drugs, and alcohol? It's not fun trying to look back and think okay so I slept with this person at this time and he or she slept with this person who slept with this person or slept with that person who we might have heard has such and such but we are not quite sure. It's a headache. Or even just sharing a cigarette, bowl, joint, or bottle. People used to look at me cross eyed when finding out that I was a closet marijuana smoker, well not necessarily closet smoker, but I enjoyed smoking by myself much better than smoking out of the same pipe, bong, paper, blunt thing as someone else. Perhaps it is the Monk OCD in me, but this was way before that show ever aired on television.
Seriously though, I mean it's cool to share ideas and thoughts, but do we have to share cigarettes and pipes and even kisses get me leery. Get to know someone first. How well can you hold a conversation with someone or how far out on a limb would you go for him/ her before settling down? Just saying. It's cool to be all interconnected in a sort of clairvoyant telepathic way, in a perfect world. Where we are all disease free, violence free, contamination free, and so forth. Do you think we as a world could come together, put all our brains (big or small) and find solutions to these problems. Would we as homosapiens even want this too happen?
I just go on making my,"if I had money lists and to do lists and so on". Grounding my state of consciousness knowing that no matter what I do, it's not like playing softball or tee ball for that matter, it's always hardball. We could wake up and realize that for the most part, people are all pretty much the same and need certain things in order to survive. Nobody is that special that he/ she can go without food or water, shelter maybe, without dying. Hitler knows. That was part of what the Holocaust was about I bet. Proving that all people die without bare necessities.
If my brother feels the need to get married and not help a sister out, by buying her a plane ticket to his wedding, that is fine. It is not essential that I attended, but he is my big brother, my only one at that and I would love to see him get married. But if I am not meant to be there, than fine, it's what the universe wants from me and that's understood. Life moves to quick to not share special moments with your true friends and family. Wish them both the best as they make a journey together.
Departing with these last words, with the not so late, but very great, Robert Hunter (one of my heroes),
Takes TIME, pick a place to go, just keep truckin on"'.
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