window walk – foto by Smith
No emails this morning, not even spam. What does it say when you aren’t even important enough for spam?
And yet I am important. I can turn wine into water. I can also turn beer, hard liquor, tea, coffee, and milk into water. I even turn Cleveland tap water into water. I’m a regular piss and shit machine.
Of course for the sake of the planet, my city, my neighborhood, my friends, my self and my body, I no longer turn alcohol into water — in ten days I will start my twentieth year sober.
A friend recently told me he and everyone else was surprised when I quit drinking. They all figured I’d stop for a week or a month or two since I’d almost died drinking myself to death and then I’d dive right back into the alcohol pool.
Well, I may still dive back in one of these days, especially since the world is being quickly worn down around the edges by humans and soon darkness will follow dawn, but my 19 years of no alcohol is too hard-won a record to just casually give up. Haven’t been to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting in twenty years due to cigarette smoke and bad cookies, but imagine how impressed they’d be with my run.
Of course the main thing I took away from my single Alcoholics Anonymous meeting back in 1990 was how all these small, gray, unhappy people would get up in front of the group and suddenly blossom in happiness and joy as they told tales of how wild and crazy and stupid and destructive their lives used to be when drinking and how really they are much happier now sober when they only come alive and seem happy while telling of their past excess. It’s obvious they miss their former crazy nightmare out-of-control life. A.A. meetings seemed essentially a contest where they all got up and claimed to be crazier and more out of control than the previous speaker.
Humans are such a weird dysfunctional life form. We destroy ourselves and undermine our own happiness, mistreat the friends and neighbors and strangers around us, and have spent the past 100,000 years eating ourselves out of house and home planet-wise, shitting in our own nest, pissing in our own water.
Humans don’t seem to like ourselves very much as a race–which makes sense since we are involved in a race war, as well as class war and gender war, and of course the truth war between the neo-con flat-earthers and the educated.
Really, would you want your daughter to marry a human?
the day of the dread – foto by Smith
Second best thing you ever did.
The one thing especially I think modern society seems to have strip from us is our reverence for the life around us…. that we partake in. We take for granted so much. Until it is gone. I think that is the one thing I especially like about native cultures… is the reverence for life and the low impact they make on their environment. When they leave it is a matter of days or weeks for things to be back as they were.. for us it is sometimes centuries.
Anyway.. your blog reminded me of ow we’ve lost our reverence for Mother nature… at our own peril.
Love the photos today.. very cheery! thanks…
Main thing I got outta A.A. was a liking for bad coffee. Also met my ex through A.A. If not for my ex I would not have met the false accuser who sent me to prison – and I would not have met Geri, who’s now my wife.