Notes from the Overground, Entry 1

Howdy, Yall! These are some noted I jotted down during our session last night. I thought I'd share them with you guys. This takes place out on the balcony, for the most part. 

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We packed the bong as full as we can with our current meager resources. The last of the weed is being put aside for tomorrow.  Unfortunately, the red lighter has given it's last efforts. Ryan got out a new, black one. 

((Here, some time passes. The bong goes around once.))

I named the lighter Heinrich.

No one else knows that but, dammit. It's doing us a service. It's a goddamn occasion. A new life, a glorious bringer of flame! destined to do more than  a cigarette lighter, or a campfire. You will see some goddamn miraculous things in your day. Your light will bring change.

Here's to Heinrich.

((We move in from the balcony around now. Leo and I got to talking about water pitchers due to our unquenchable thirsts, and this is where we went from there.))

water drinking contest. how high can you freeform the pitcher? I cant if your wondering . the others can do that.

What is the worse name, viewers?

Herb, Herbie, or Herbert?

Answer in the comments.

Or not, s cool

When I turned around, just now, My friend Ryan was dressed like a socutmaster. Like pricelessly so.

He had the hat and his green sweatshirt, fucking classic!

  

((From here we settled in to watch community, and there was nothing worth recording.))

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Oh Before I forget!

I know some of you folks aren't smokers or anything, so I decided to grab this chart for terminology purposes!

So that! tonight is gonna be pretty quiet. In case you can't tell, I'm sober right now, and have been all day. I don't really smoke or do anything else during the weekdays, just in the evenings and the weekend.

Jack's working late tonight, so were gonna wait for him anyways. 'sides, I do have class-work to do.

Hey its Ian again! I see I got a commenter, so I'm going to try to explain myself a little more. 


I wish to know the reason for everything, literally everything.

I want to know everything about the universe. I want to know if there are others. Why haven’t we interacted with any other life forms in the universe? It doesn’t make sense. We seem to only care for the life on our planet. Well, not really. It’s funny how life works. Life consists of organisms. What are smaller than organisms? Personally, I don’t think anything is.

What does an organism consist of? Orgasms are only particles moving in a perfectly functioning manner. Each particle is unaware of its identity; yet works with others around it to allow the larger being to exist, right? What if the particles aren’t just smaller things we can’t observe yet due to technological constraint?

What if every particle is an orgasm of its own?

That would mean our universe would work as a body of single particles in order to do something much greater. Perhaps the particles that we consist of are very tiny universes. Perhaps they work in a similar function to our universe to create a much larger organism.

I want to know if photons are similar to galaxies, or even solar systems. Perhaps the neutron is a fucking universe in itself.

I wish to know these things.

I think that just because I'm high when I come up with these ideas, that doesn't make them any less valid, or make them subhuman thoughts or something.

But I'll explain that in another post I gotta go to class!

It's Ian again, net. I'd say on the scale I'm at...oh, a [3] now, maybe a [4].  My friends and I are getting dinner soon, but I wanted to write down the fruits of our pre-dinner session before I forgot, you know?



I hate not knowing what’s coming next.

It drives me mad. I wish I could apply my understanding of the universe to something more important than sitting at my desk typing nonsense on my laptop.


I need to relax. The world needs to relax. But even now I wonder something.


Why does life work the way it does?


It’s like life is just a program. A program designed to increase exponentially. Evolution is just the process of life changing to adapt to its surroundings. Is this how we started? Is this how the big bang started? Did we start as the smallest known orgasm and somehow find ways of duplicating ourselves? Perhaps some orgasms could grow while others stayed small?  Like, theyy had a spark that the others did not?

Dude, what if the reason we evolved into sentienct was because one day a monkey ate the wrong mushroom but instead of killing him he tripped really hard and thought he saw god?

Why do life forms stop each other if the purpose is to grow? Why does the trait to be selfish exist? With or without good in one person, they will continue to be selfish in many ways. I guess this helps the evolutionary process.

If only the strongest survive, life will increase in quality as well. It seems I dunno, sad though. Sad to think about all that has to be left behind. I wonder sometimes if we've evolved ppast all of that, or what woudl happen if everything stopped working?

 These aren’t my concepts. But when you think about it, every bit of it makes sense.

Or at least it does to me!

haha, later dudes.  Penny's giving me that look

Where we crawl back to the sea

Sup net. My name is Ian.

Mankind is an interesting beast we control our world, manifest our destiny. However, we can only control the most basic part of our reality. SO much lies just beyond our reach. Endless bounds of information...and we are defeated by the most basic thoughts, ideas of all. Nature. The Primal instinct. No matter how much we nurture.

However.

However. Our perception of reality lets only see part of reality. So much lies unexplored, so much lies hidden.
And the annals used to explore these terriotires, the very vehicles, are denied to the mass populace by civilizaed society. The organization of human law to prevent the expansion, the exploration of this world and the many others just below the surface of reality.

And yet few plow onwards, despite the costs, the loss.
the last avenues of semi-rational thought are found in the flame of the lighter, in a single drop of liquid, in the stem of a very plant of the earth.

Forgive me. I'm stoned out of my mind.

I'm Ian.

 While I gazed at the stars, while I danced to The Rose of Tralee, while I stared into the very mirror of my own soul, the world had moved on and on into the great beyond

and now I live in my own world, because I have to.

I live in the realms of the mind, now. Reality is just what holds me back, now.

But that's silly. Because I still have eyes. Because I still have faith. In everything. Becuase I still have compassion and love. 

So nothing is meaningless. But there is MORE. 

So I'm going to go find it.

You know?

Haaah.

Call me Dr. Gonzo.