DrAwqward
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Thought ya'll would get a kick out of this piece of art I did awhile back. When I am not on the move, to borrow an awesome statement from the late Dr.Hunter S. Thompson, I saturate myself in "copious amounts of heinous chemicals".
I still enjoy to dabble, but I definitely no longer worship it. There is a cool quote who's author is unknown to me, but it goes like this - "When God gives you lemons, you get a new God."
I took this very literally recently. My God was Heroin, and I had been a faithful servant for over a century. I constantly chose it over friends, family, well-being. But it really truly gave me back nothing. Now, the journey I am on is mine, and mine alone... what I mean by that is I don't advocate or will never tell anyone that any one path, ideology, or way of thinking is any better or worse than any other. For me, any path you (anyone) wants to take will lead to the same place. The journey metamorphoses into the goal. They have become one to me. The 12-step pseudo-cult didn't work, neither did the rehabs, mental institutions, or jails. Please don't think I am shit talking the 12 step thing, if it works for you & you are/have become a better person - then awesome. That's why I don't talk shit about Christianity or things like that anymore... just because it isn't my path, my journey, doesn't mean it is or isn't a valid part of someone elses journey to self-realization and improved self-care.
So, don't let anyone tell you what you feel is harmonious with your heart is wrong. Sure, if your ideology bleeds out into physically interfering or harming someone elses journey or person, you're going to get fucked. That's the cool thing about malice, envy, and shit like that... they are a boomerang. Just as positive thoughts, intentions, and love are. That's the beautiful paradox.
So my God is the Sun. The road. The person sitting with me in silence just enjoying the simple fact of being alive. The person sweating their ass off dancing in the festival crowd with christmas lights wrapped around their crutches, despite having muscular dystrophy. Being alone. I guess you can call me a Pantheist.
If you find yourself unhappy, lonely, depressed... maybe take a look inside. Deep inside. What are you worshiping? If it is not giving you what you want, or just taking... get a new God.
I still enjoy to dabble, but I definitely no longer worship it. There is a cool quote who's author is unknown to me, but it goes like this - "When God gives you lemons, you get a new God."
I took this very literally recently. My God was Heroin, and I had been a faithful servant for over a century. I constantly chose it over friends, family, well-being. But it really truly gave me back nothing. Now, the journey I am on is mine, and mine alone... what I mean by that is I don't advocate or will never tell anyone that any one path, ideology, or way of thinking is any better or worse than any other. For me, any path you (anyone) wants to take will lead to the same place. The journey metamorphoses into the goal. They have become one to me. The 12-step pseudo-cult didn't work, neither did the rehabs, mental institutions, or jails. Please don't think I am shit talking the 12 step thing, if it works for you & you are/have become a better person - then awesome. That's why I don't talk shit about Christianity or things like that anymore... just because it isn't my path, my journey, doesn't mean it is or isn't a valid part of someone elses journey to self-realization and improved self-care.
So, don't let anyone tell you what you feel is harmonious with your heart is wrong. Sure, if your ideology bleeds out into physically interfering or harming someone elses journey or person, you're going to get fucked. That's the cool thing about malice, envy, and shit like that... they are a boomerang. Just as positive thoughts, intentions, and love are. That's the beautiful paradox.
So my God is the Sun. The road. The person sitting with me in silence just enjoying the simple fact of being alive. The person sweating their ass off dancing in the festival crowd with christmas lights wrapped around their crutches, despite having muscular dystrophy. Being alone. I guess you can call me a Pantheist.
If you find yourself unhappy, lonely, depressed... maybe take a look inside. Deep inside. What are you worshiping? If it is not giving you what you want, or just taking... get a new God.