Maybe?

Idk! Idc?

First of all I am writing a new post on here and I haven’t done any for a while! That’s ok! Stuff has been happening anyway!

So thanks for being on my blog and for being alive with me! I think it is so fun that we get to be alive together! For how chaotic the magic is, that’s kind of like super a big deal. I look at it like this: when I was in public school in my microcity (pop. 6,000) as a member of the very middle year of the “gen x years” therefore with the smallest number of classmates of the years before and after us for several decades in each direction, I went to school for 13 years with the same group of about 180* or so people. When I was in school, it felt like it was too many people but they also seemed like people who I had seen enough of for basically a lifetime once we left school. I didn’t even go to the graduation party lock-in whatever deal. I was babysitting my older coworkers’ kids after graduation n they were getting me wasted between bars they went to hahahahahahaha ANARCHY YO

BUT my POINT is, that after ten and especially after twenty years passed and I attended those reunions, I was so struck by the realization of exactly how much shared experiences I have with such an ever-smaller number of people on the entire face of like the Earth and not even just the current Earth but every Earth that has ever been besides the one where I went to Central Elementary School and was in the Johnny Appleseed 6th grade musical where Brad Weller played Johnny Appleseed and on the last night of the “run” we had a cast party at McDonalds and even tho I had only one big line in the play I felt like a part of a group or whatever? Like how much specificity there can be and how much attrition of the number of persons alive with you who have the same events and memories living within their DNA.

So how it expands out. And how everyone who is alive together are very special to each other even if they aren’t realizing how lucky they are that they can all be feeling and breathing and loving and trying and learning together as a part of the Living Being that Is®️™️

Lately I think maybe it’s the truth that we cannot understand our place either individually or as a group in the totality of human’s and Earth’s story. How could we do that if we are truly living our life? That’s like having a real-time bird’s-eye view of your own life but not just from above physically, but in time and in relation to all of the rest of the lives of the Earth and its residents and its neighbors. IN REAL TIME hahahahaha TIME IS NOT REAL but it’s more like a medium for expression. A way for us to see that we are indeed alive is to allow us to see that death happens. Though it does not and can not. How can anyone die while anyone lives?

How can we love anyone if we cannot love everyone? This is the thing for which we strive, and feeling like someone else remembers “a time” is a way to feel that love because you forget the hurts and remember the joys. Like a song you hated in high school will make you nostalgic anyway!

Ok I’m going to try to add in the audio of a comedy set at a great open mic in Sherman Oaks last week.

*****time elapse*****

Ok it appears this audio experiment has succeeded. If you listen, know this: it was held at The Green Room at The Higher Path Dispensary in Sherman Oaks. That week it was sponsored by Traditional Brand Cannabis products and I walked onstage holding up a tray with the logo. The mic is called The Higher Mic hosted by my dear friend Tema Sall. The Green Room is a licensed consumption venue. I was wearing my orange space suit jacket. In this set I say a lot of swears.

*also i am not sure it was even 180 people it might be fewer

My First Day of school that’s my Grandpa. My Mom still lives there where you see that same view from the sidewalk out front… well minus those sweet cars… and my Grandpa…