joyrider

i wanted to make something earlier, but no words came. i went and sat on the stairs, fidgeting. now i am at the computer and siouxie's dazzle is floating around my head. i am watching my cat meditate. she is quiet and still, eyes unfocused, breathing.

there is a story about ram dass - supposedly he dosed a guru once. nothing happened: the guru felt no different. that really fucks with my head.
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i found this earlier:

the history of the universe...is the handwriting produced by a minor god in order to communicate with a demon.
-- borges, "tln, uqbar, orbis tertius"