waterslide1.jpgI was born into the cradling arms of Janis Joplin, Cream, and a community of Trudea’s hitchhiking Canadians. Long hair and LSD and experimental sex. I’m a child of changing times.

You are not able to learn unless you’ve meditated, done some LSD, had some fundamentally overwhelming bad trips and some fundamentally enlightening ones, fucked several people and been terribly broken hearted, preferably with more than one sex, and have done something deeply personal that no one has ever understood. Otherwise new will be evil, and you won’t know why.

Without bringing order to chaos, all there is is order. Order has nothing to do with clear thinking. Order is what you learned when you were 5.

I just gave “my” woman a massage. She is such a body virgin. Her lower back is full of her mother’s notions about propriety. It reaches all the way up to her shoulders and head. She is enculturated with propriety, and it shows up in the muscle tensions in her ass. And that spreads all over her. Because Asians don’t have Western style teen years – they never rebel, and become something for themselves. Her mother is all over her ass. Muslims never grow up.

So, I told her to stop talking, and listen with her body. I wasn’t quite that polite, but the same message.

People get so arrogant about the knowledge they learned when they were 5. Telling me about the world, about what is right and wrong, based on your 5 year old learning. Thanks for that info, retard.

Learning new things is impossible, for half of the population. Don’t put them down. They make good servants and soldiers. If we didn’t have classes, we would be over-run by societies that had classes. No one who does LSD and makes art wants to drive a tank for Jeebus.

This might seem unrelated. This might seem stream of consciousness. Buddhists spend a lot of time focusing their attention on impermanence, the fact that we will die. It is training the mind to eat cognitive dissonance, to face fear, to accept in one blow facts and uncomfortable feelings. Without training, we tend to avoid discomfort.

To be born into a changing place is an advantage. No need to rest on certainties. People routinely jumped into the unknown in the age of my birth. That’s a huge cognitive advantage.

Oh – how could I miss the best thing about the Hippies! They were obsessed with listening. Everything in life depends on listening skills.

And to stay young, to stay learning, requires introducing disorder and chaos into our life. Retired=retireded.

Update: Clem Snide captures the Bohemian and Zen spirit with his tune I Love The Unknown. Or Joni Mitchell’s Down to You?

Everything comes and goes
Marked by lovers and styles of clothes
Things that you held high
And told yourself were true
Lost or changing as the days come down to you
Down to you
Constant stranger
Youre a kind person
Youre a cold person too
Its down to you
It all comes down to you.
You go down to the pick up station
Craving warmth and beauty
You settle for less than fascination
A few drinks later youre not so choosy
When the closing lights strip off the shadows
On this strange new flesh youve found
Clutching the night to you like a fig leaf
You hurry
To the blackness
And the blankets
To lay down an impression
And your loneliness

In the morning there are lovers in the street
They look so high
You brush against a stranger
And you both apologize
Old friends seem indifferent
You must have brought that on
Old bonds have broken down
Love is gone
Ooh, love is gone
Written on your spirit this sad song
Love is gone

Everything comes and goes
Pleasure moves on too early
And trouble leaves too slow
Just when youre thinking
Youve finally got it made
Bad news comes knocking
At your garden gate
Knocking for you
Constant stranger
Youre a brute-youre an angel
You can crawl-you can fly too
Its down to you
It all comes down to you