“Even with all the hell that I have put my body through, all the rage and pain, I can eat an unbelievably healthy lunch and afterwards want nothing more on this planet than a god damn cigarette. 

I guess I might as well get used to it.  I remember asking my dad after he had not smoked for seventeen years when the urge finally left and he said, - I’ll let you know-

I guess I will always wonder what she really thought and felt.  There really is no way of knowing.  I suppose I should just let it all go and believe what I hear and read but it’s so hard, it all happened so fast and so furious and so, well, so profoundly strange.”

John opened the door to find Annie Cosmic standing naked and soaking wet in his kitchen.  She screamed, “Fuck Gunnar, what the fuck was that?!”

John closed the door mesmerized by Annie’s beautiful tan, wet body, “Man you are beautiful.  You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.”  John turned around and looked at the door and then turned around and looked at the microwave that now had a shattered window in the door, “Man my landlady is going to shit.  Woman has been waiting for four years to find something deviant and deranged about me.”

Annie stormed back into the bathroom and got a towel and then stormed into the bedroom, “Get ready, it’s going to be a few days on the road before we get to where your gift is.”

John was a little caught off guard, “A few days?  Wow!  I thought we were just going to the other side of town or something, or maybe Columbus.  Where the hell are we going?”

John heard Annie Cosmic bark out California.

John yelled, “Cali-fucking-fornia!  Jesus Christ this better be worth the trip.”

Annie poked her head out and growled, “Just get ready Gunnar, ok?”

There’s a haunting that comes around every day now.  It’s the voice of unreasonable reason whispering secrets that I already knew the answers to.

The book of life is written every second of every day and has been so since the beginning of time, the beginning of breath, the essential beginning of consciousness which means that it has always been the case.

We are given our directives early on but almost no one listens to what is being said, or reads what is being written.  We are too busy enjoying our senses and pleasures and even our pains.  Eventually the directives make themselves known and then, well life changes from that point on.  The real journey begins.  The real dream becomes the real dream becomes the real.

Annie was standing by the door preparing to load up her stuff, “Damn Gunnar are you seriously going to make us drive across the country in your hippy nerdo van?”

John came to the door, “Well I don’t see our shit fitting in your little Austin Martin.”

Annie growled, “Fine dude, it’s groovy, you are not timeless John, you are just not of this time.  Get with the times ya goofball.”

John started laughing as he helped Annie carry out her bags and brought his out.  “Hell in the good old days we would be smoking a doobie and listening to some acid rock, now we just listen to the acid rock and try to remember why we like it to begin with.”

Annie Cosmic and John were finally on their way to California to retrieve what Annie called a “gift” for John.

John sighed and looked over at Annie, “So what exactly is this gift Annie?  What is it that is important enough to go driving across the country in my hippy vee wee?”

Annie sighed, “Gunnar my dear sweet love, you will see when we get there.”  Annie closed her eyes and settled in for a long ride.

“Oh look honey, its reality smacking us upside the head.  Isn’t that special?  I don’t know why we aren’t able to call up the denial Gods this time as we always were able to in the past.  I guess we are just going to have to take a hit here and take a look at the fugly truth.

But wait, what’s that sweetheart; you don’t think you can handle this kind of reality, this kind of truth.  Well what are your alternatives?  Ah yes well I guess that is an option but I’m betting the reality on the other side is a lot fuglier than this one.  Don’t you think we should just hang on and go for the ride?  I mean we paid our ticket price.

Ok, well fine, then you go your way and I’ll go mine and have a nice trip.  Don’t forget to write.  Glad to see you go!  I’m ready for a change!  Oh, please don’t do that.  Fine, ok, well…

cool peace

hippy mike

love

 The Seventh Sun 

Confusion

Adventure

Something more

Awake

Message in a broken bottle

Keeping the faith even when you don't believe

Dreaming of a dark place

Atmospheric dancing  

A distance running 

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