Disneyland on powerful psychedelic chemicals was by far some my grandest times. The two dimensional cartoon, the three dimensional attractions, and omni dimensional LSD made for a very REAL unreality. I saw, I heard it, I felt it, I experienced it. How more real can it get ?
Fuck death. Is it even real ? I see corpses... rotting empty flesh, but that's just matter changing state from solid to liquid to gas. What of the life ? What of the experience ?
To be real doesn't something have to exist ? If death is nothingness then death is nothing and can't be real. But then I'm talking about a concept. However a concept doesn't exist until it's realized. But then it wouldn't be a concept anymore. So I guess it can become real. But then I won't be able to experience it because I'll be dead. The dead don't experience... they just change state, solid, to liquid to gas.
I especially loved the Tiki Room. There just something about that Polynesian beat.
2 comments:
Dad, i know realize where i get my crazy introspective about life and all that stuff from dont worry though i can handle it haha, i am my fathers daughter :)
i died and went to heaven when i found taoism through the book "the tao of pooh"...i can put out and use my Winni-the-pooh stuff around my house without feeling like a three year old again.
ps im all about alice in wonderland...eat me and you'll grow tall or small???he forgot...
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