Showing posts with label Poppers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poppers. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Littleton, NH


Have you ever noticed how the mind can make you feel any way it wants you to feel. It's kind of scary when you think about it but our minds are controlling all of us. Whether we like it or not. Think you have free will and can do whatever you want? Think again. That pesky mind is gonna get in there and screw it up for you, it always does.

I remember one time I wanted to go to a good college but then I realized that it was just my mind telling me that so I went and got drunk. Turns that was my mind too. Tricky bastard. I wonder if Lyle Gorches mind controls him too. I bet it does. I doubt anybody can get away with their mind not controlling them.

Think about what you did last night. Or the night before. Or whatever you've ever done. Well, let's just start with last night. What'd you do? Got it. Now, ask yourself, did you think of doing that? Come on, be honest. I bet it wasn't you at all. It was your mind wasn't it? Tricky fucker.

See that's how he gets away with doing it over and over and over again. He makes you think it was you all along. Oh yeah, I wanted to go get blasted on gasoline and poppers. Oh yeah, I wanted to drive my car off Mitchum Ranch Road. Wrong. It was your mind. Don't you see it now. You have no control over your life. You are just a prisoner of your mind being dragged through a series of tricks that your mind has orchestrated like a puppet master. I didn't even want to write this blog, but I guess you know who had other ideas.