prologue to something new i'm working on. bringing back a small side character from the Alice book. i'd done him wrong there and wanted to give him his due, so his very short story opens the new book.
i smoked weed maybe a handful of times. hash, i smoked regularly when i was younger, but not anymore (unfortunately, wish i could get some). it never made me psycho (but then again, the quantities some people smoke are bound to; and like most things, most people should go nowhere near it; that's my opinion).
I was just thinking of Michelangelo's snow sculpture, how some things seem fated to vanish, leaving no trace save in memory. A line from Don Colacho, something like "nothing is permanent, but some things are immortal."
this encourages me to face my trauma of weed induced psychosis
do you smoke weed Ruadri ?
great story !
i smoked weed maybe a handful of times. hash, i smoked regularly when i was younger, but not anymore (unfortunately, wish i could get some). it never made me psycho (but then again, the quantities some people smoke are bound to; and like most things, most people should go nowhere near it; that's my opinion).
I was just thinking of Michelangelo's snow sculpture, how some things seem fated to vanish, leaving no trace save in memory. A line from Don Colacho, something like "nothing is permanent, but some things are immortal."
at least Attie was happy and they had a great time.