Groups have some spoken, some written, and some unspoken rules. I learned a new rule today. That one is not to take nonprescription drugs during a singles-group event (or something like that; I haven't seen the actual rule.) It might seem obvious, but it wasn't that clear to me. I said I won't do it again. I probably shouldn't be blogging about it, but I wish I could again apologize to "Kari" that I'm not always that way, and (for that matter) that had I not lost $1.3 million this last decade I might not be doing this. Had I not found out that many humans are liars and cheats, again, I wouldn't have the need to try to look "behind the game" and figure out why humans are so insane, and play these games.
Maybe she'll understand, in a few lifetimes. But I mustn't expect people to understand right now. Our species is still growing up. Give it another few hundred years. If we have that much time...
Or maybe we'll all just raise our frequencies as we enter the "aquarian age" and suddenly realize who we truly are, and not be offended by such trivial things...
I guess I scared her. I tried to apologize. But it didn't seem to be working. Then, in frustration, I forgot to even pay her the $5 I agreed to pay for the rideshare...
This was a few weeks ago, when, while coming down from a hike up a mountain, near the bottom, I chewed a few leaves. Maybe up to about 10 (they were crumbled). It hit me near the bottom of the trail, and the only "insight" I was getting was one of shame, and the impression that this was a really bad idea.
Live and learn.
I'll grow out of my second-adolescence by, say, age 50, I figure.
I might like to become an enlightened master, but I guess it's not likely to happen this way. (By engaging in random, unplanned entheogenic/psychedelic experiences. Or even planned ones for that matter?)
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