Still Tripping

Just by listening to

Terrence McKenna’s

Audio Book


“Food Of The God’s”

This is not a book report, merely inspired writing, influenced by McKenna’s work.


Realizing besides the five senses

Or ten depending on who is counting*

The only way anything exists at all

Is through the sensory perceptions

And….the words for them

See, hear, smell, taste and touch

The better known senses, then beyond
Not necessarily in the following order

6th intuition – understand w/o reasoning
7th proprioception – body movement awareness
8th interoception – sensing the body internally
9th nocioception – the detection of “pain”
10th thermoception – sensing temperature

*There are more, but that is not what this is about.

My understanding is that if

There was no word for pain

It could not be experienced

Not the word pain specifically

Just any word describing it

Such as nocio, as in

I have a nocio in my back


Leave it to the bipedal earthling artists, to create new words to continue to create new words in a Michelangeloian depicted effort to not quite still touch the hand of God by deciphering every nuance of God. Which is the WORD.

And not the Sistene chapel ceiling Santa Clause caricature dude floating in the sky. Merely connecting to a divine power as individual bright sparks, tendency it is to do.

Always at the half-way point, regardless how close, yet never touching, for it is impossible for the subjective thinker to touch the whole as it is already part of the whole.

Like grasping at air inside a very large balloon, then realizing you are both the air and the balloon. Hope that makes sense.

“In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”

John 1:1

Methinks the genderless word for a God force, then ought be the word, Word, to guide us out of this Patriarchal Piscean BS age of dick fear, we are experiencing.

“Daddy” can not fix shit, he has not already broken. It is revulsive to our very nature to be so Word damned one sided.

Try this on for size.

The Word spake, love everyone as yourself.

Eliminating the he said, as if only male power has “authority”. Would it really matter, where that aphorism generated, if one recognized how important that is? Love your self, you are everyone. Oh scheisse, no money in that….

That is the power that the Word has

Omniscient & omnipotent by

The Word’s very existence


I am playing with words here, so play with me. If you seek “help” from God, then the mere utterance of help calls out to that God/Word force that will garner the assistance you need. ‘Stead of some invisible dude in the sky, ignoring everyone else’s prayers but yours and sometimes yours too.

“Sometimes I thank Word
For unanswered prayers
Remember when you’re talkin’
To the Word in there
That just because Word doesn’t answer
Doesn’t mean Word don’t care
Some of Word’s greatest gifts
Are unanswered prayers”

Apologies to Garth Brooks

In other words if there is no word for fire, then there is no fire. Nor water to put out the nonexistent fire.

I do not think I have ever read or heard a more communicative flow of words cutting through with such brevity and clarity covering the exposure of a mysterious topic.

Turning words themselves into mind bending substances capable of altering reality.

“Food Of The God’s” should be required reading in schools, not to encourage “drug” use, which it does not do. It encourages thinking that what is, may not be as it appears. Nor the “history” we’ve learned be the history that “was”.

Oh wait, it encourages thinking and that is not allowed in schools. Imagine that.

Praise be to the Word, for there is only one Word, which is made up of all the other words. Used to define and describe every aspect of the Word.

Dogs, cats, mountains, oceans, forests, trees, buildings, cities, deserts, valleys, schools, businesses, parents, children, cops, robbers, apples, bananas, thoughts, feelings, visions, concrete, abstract, lucidity, ignorance, enlightenment, etc.

Good bad, hot cold, short tall, hard soft, big little, birth death, bright dark, love indifference…….

And silence, which has no opposite, merely a quiet meditative tool to focus on one’s breathing to get in touch with the Word.

You would think, silence would have no word, because by reading/speaking it in your head…you “hear” it. Go ahead, re-read that, in silence.

Kind of like the dictionary definition for meaningless should be left blank________.

As if this wasn’t long enough.

“I love words. I thank you for hearing (reading) my** words.

I want to tell you something about words that I think is important.

They’re my work, they’re my play, they’re my passion.

Words are all we have, really. We have thoughts but thoughts are fluid.

Then we assign a word to a thought and we’re stuck with that word for that thought.

So be careful with words. I like to think that the same words that hurt can heal, it is a matter of how you pick them.


George Carlin’s prelude to his famous 7 word bit.

**
One more of these,

“In your own words.” You know you hear that a lot in a court room. Or a classroom, they’ll say “tell us… in your own words.”

“Do you have your own words? Hey, I’m using the ones everyone else has been using!

Next time they tell you to say something in your own words, say “Niq fluk bwarney quando floo!”

– George Carlin

I wish I knew where more than half, if not all of the above came from, I must still be tripping…..on Word’s words.

“Just an observation,
Maybe I need
Different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin

Or perhaps different words.