Come all, ye roving minstrels

I'm of a mind to talk about pot, strange sounds, yoga, and the lessening of the ego's control over one's self. Let's get started, children.

Pot. I'm not going to launch into a diatribe about it, but it confounds me that it's still illegal. It's a plant with a panoply of benefits, ranging from medicinal to practical. There is not one reason why it should be illegal or even regulated. The most often used argument I've heard in favor of keeping it illegal is that it's a gateway drug. The irony here is that it's a gateway drug primarily because people who buy it have to buy it from drug dealers, who generally sell other drugs and, if they're any good at their job, will try to sell them. Anyway, it's absolutely absurd that it's illegal. We live in an absurd society, so it's not terribly surprising. George Washington, Carl Sagan, Steve Jobs, among other notable humans, smoked pot. They seemed to function pretty well. Okay, let's move on to....

Strange sounds. I haven't investigated it too much, but it seems there have been the same or similar types of sounds seemingly transmitted from the sky all around the world. I say seemingly because there hasn't been a physical source, say a helicopter, to attribute the sounds to. The video below was my introduction to this phenomena.



I'd love to entertain the idea that there's something supernatural going on, but who's to say. Could be some excavating going on a few miles away. Could be some hi-tech-utra-secret military craft, blazing through the skies with a cloak of invisibility. Or maybe it's the Illuminati dosing us with some audio hypnosis with the aim of turning us into sheep, even though most of us already are. Or maybe it's the Cryptoterrestials! Even though the truth is probably something boring and typical, I'm going with the supernatural idea. It's what Mulder would have wanted.

Last night, at the end of my yoga session, I attempted a head stand. The result? Perfect execution! I held it for about fifteen seconds, returned to my feet, and did it again a couple of minutes later. Last night wasn't the first time I was successful with the pose; the session a couple of days prior was when I nailed it. Guess who did a fist pump afterward? I had been working on that pose for about a month. I was patient with myself and knew I'd nail it eventually. I feel like giving it a try right now.

Spira and I got into a heated argument the other night. First one in a long while. I left her place in a huff and proceeded to rehash the argument over and over in my head, inserting new points here and there, but mostly just replaying everything. When I got home, I tried to settle my thoughts, but they were still racing. I wondered if Spira and I were going to be on the outs for a while. That bothered me more than the argument, which really wasn't that severe. What bothered me most of all was my ego asserting itself in that frantic, insane way it has. I kept telling myself to let it drop, that if I didn't I was going to be miserable. Time to put my spiritual practice into effect. I wrote an email to Spira and let her know I was throwing in the towel. I told her how much I love her and how integral she is to my life. Being on the outs with someone you're very close to is never going to be fun, so why prolong reconciliation? With that in mind, I was able to sneak around the ego towards resolution and harmony.

Even after sending off the email, my mind still replayed the argument. I did my best to quell the barrage, which admittedly had lessened, but I wasn't very successful. I woke up at five the next morning thinking about the situation. "This is not real, let it go", the clear part of my mind said. I did, and fell back asleep. Later on at work I was still thinking about the argument here and there. It was a nuisance, dealing with these thoughts, but it was also a great illustration of how the ego (dis)functions. I was able to remove myself from it and observe it's behavior. A good lesson. Spira called me later that night and from hello onward, there was only harmony. I like outcomes like that.

And here's something you're going to like: I'm ending this post. I'm off to watch some Downton Abbey, which I've been hooked on, and then I may work on some music. Got a couple of songs that have been playing in my head unbidden; they need my attention. At some point I'd like to do some reading. Might continue with my Wheel of Time re-read or maybe it'll be The Singularity Is Near that gets my attention. Most assuredly, I'll read a bit from A Course In Miracles. There's an interview with Scott Nelson, a linguistics expert, I'd like to listen to. He's been analyzing purported Sasquatch vocalizations that have been caught on tape. Other than that, I may just sit in front of the computer looking at porn and skeet, skeet, skeeting. Don't knock it, it can be very therapeutic.