I want to streamline everything.
I want to simplify. And focus. And overcome. And endure.
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4-11-2007: There was a plant
on the nightstand, lots of rocks, dark and shaded. A man telling
me how he went into the plant, to go into himself. I passed
out, and when I woke up, I was lying across the bed sideways.
All over the sheets were piles of dirt, rocks, hair, lint. I
had no idea what happened, and it grossed me out to be lying
in the middle of all those things. I discussed this with a man
(who I never saw, just talked with) and he told me I was probably
just going inside myself; the dirt was just residue from coming
back out. It seemed to make sense, but I thought it was weird
I would have no recollection of doing something like that, or
even how something like that was possible, but the man told
me it was important to do that every now and then so I could
keep being able to handle my life.
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of course, there is the creative side to things. I could not
be comfortable in a religion that did not place high importance
on art and Artists. Society as a whole does not. Art is considered
a luxury in modern life, and it is comforting to be associated
with a religion that considers creativity as one of the strongest
cornerstones of life.
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"Don't bend; don't water it down;
don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according
to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions