Oh wow....
So in case no one has noticed, i am deliriously happy. And you know what, i never thought that i would ever be this deliriously happy again, or at all. And so being a perverse creature i am, i just think, perhaps i should NOT be so deliriously happy. But you know what sod that, because if i'm not deliriously happy now, god alone knows when i will have the opportunity to do so again and i really don't want to miss this when it is here.
Yes and so why should i be so happy? Well, i can't really say, but perhaps somewhere in the universe it was deemed that i had served enough time for the time being and got a break. A FECKIN break. And it feels really really good.
The upshot of this though is that i'm more or less walking around in a haze. I am hoping that the haze state will pass, and that hopefully might also be chemically induced due to the alcoholic excesses of the last two days, but when the haze clears, i hope that i will get some of my functioning brain cells in order once again and that will be able to string a few sentences together again. It is really good that the onset of endorphins and seretonin has conincided with Christmas, or else i'd be sleepwalking my way to work and school, and other things.
I am attempting to read the Outline to Occult Science, which is obviously what you do when the brain is in the state it is in, but this chapter, well, its about the creation of the cosmos. It starts with the Saturn stage and how there are beings here which are reflecting beings in space... and it doesn't not let up in its weirdness.
What is really funny reading Steiner is that he is also painfully aware of how kooky this all is. He goes, look i know people are going to think this is nuts, but i am telling you this is true and you're just going to have to take my word for it and then see for yourself if this is true. The only problem of course is that stuff that he talks about is so vast that no one person can ever hope of scientifically proving it. In the conventional way, of course.
So if Steiner knoew how kooky this was, then, well, its safe for me to think the same as well. Jeez... must write to a friend now... that's all i've been doing now for the last five hours. Writing and reading and spacing and listening to music. Well, it is Christmas.
Yes and so why should i be so happy? Well, i can't really say, but perhaps somewhere in the universe it was deemed that i had served enough time for the time being and got a break. A FECKIN break. And it feels really really good.
The upshot of this though is that i'm more or less walking around in a haze. I am hoping that the haze state will pass, and that hopefully might also be chemically induced due to the alcoholic excesses of the last two days, but when the haze clears, i hope that i will get some of my functioning brain cells in order once again and that will be able to string a few sentences together again. It is really good that the onset of endorphins and seretonin has conincided with Christmas, or else i'd be sleepwalking my way to work and school, and other things.
I am attempting to read the Outline to Occult Science, which is obviously what you do when the brain is in the state it is in, but this chapter, well, its about the creation of the cosmos. It starts with the Saturn stage and how there are beings here which are reflecting beings in space... and it doesn't not let up in its weirdness.
What is really funny reading Steiner is that he is also painfully aware of how kooky this all is. He goes, look i know people are going to think this is nuts, but i am telling you this is true and you're just going to have to take my word for it and then see for yourself if this is true. The only problem of course is that stuff that he talks about is so vast that no one person can ever hope of scientifically proving it. In the conventional way, of course.
So if Steiner knoew how kooky this was, then, well, its safe for me to think the same as well. Jeez... must write to a friend now... that's all i've been doing now for the last five hours. Writing and reading and spacing and listening to music. Well, it is Christmas.
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