Gonzo Journalsim

We smile 'cause we are good people, probably

I think of myself as the cheerful type who pretends to be hurt to get to the true depth of things that interest me. Maybe. Not really.

I've even given that up lately with the stream of events going so fast and movingly. Maybe. Not really.

Read that Peyote which is Mescaline, is a lot like human adrenaline and that the results of psychological stress to the adrenal glands is Western blackness similar to a Mescaline trip on a molecular level. They call it schizophrenia in certain textbooks. Then Aldous Huxley went blind. Flashes of my sister tripping over and over her black side smiles