Woke up early today to take Paul to work, due to his car having a $1,100 worth of repairs.
Went to Dick Blick and bought 4 tubes of paint along with dulling spray.
Was wanting a coffee, but decided on making my own due to it being at my home and it being free.
Went to the post office mailed mom and dad some photos and a check for my car payment.
On the way home from the post office still not having had any coffee, I took a side road, because I realized just around the corner was a coffee place I had always wanted to try.
It is in an old brick building with big wooden doors and stained glass windows.
It reminds me of a little mini castle and makes me think about the booths at Renaissance.
It's actually quite amazing in the inside as well.
It had glass doors to a back patio with walls of ferns and plants.
I was somewhat disappointed that I did not bring a book.
Looking around I was the only one in there until I noticed an old man sitting on the patio.
He looked lonely and I thought to myself I really should go say hello, but then I noticed he was smoking and he had a little gleam of creepy in his eye.
I went from twenty to two cigarettes in six days and I really am trying to be good about it.
I think that is pretty damn good, but Paul seems to think I must ask before I smoke.
This really just makes me want to smoke 20 and blow them in his face, but that is just my bratty 10 year old self coming out.
It's strange how sometimes you hear about a book or a movie that sounds really interesting and then. if your like me and don't write it down, completely forget about it, until it randomly pops up one day.
It's like it was meant to be.
Perhaps this movie or book will really teach you something valuable about yourself or spark creativity inside.
For example I cut out this picture of the book, Acid Dreams: The CIA, LSD and the Sixties Rebellion and kept trying to find it everywhere.
Forgot about it for two years, until one day I was in a second hand store in California with in walking distance from where I live and I found it for .75 cents.
"Dr. Ewen Cameron was a respected psychiatrist who served as president of the Canadian, the American, and the World Psychiatric Association. He also directed the Allain Memorial Institute at Montreal's McGill University, where he developed a bizarre method for treating patients with schizophrenia. The CiA tested his method on 53 patients where it started with "sleep therapy," where patients were knocked out for months at a time. Next, "depatterning," entailed massive electroshock and frequent doses of LSD designed to wipe out past behavior patterns. Then Cameron tried to recondition the mind through "psychic driving" where the patients once heavily sedated were confined to "sleep rooms" where tape-recorded messages played over and over from speakers under their pillows. Some heard the messages a quarter of a million times."
In another study by the CIA inmates were given LSD for 75 consecutive days in order to overcome the hallucinogen. These men were given double, triple, and quadruple doses. The subjects who ingested the drug became extremely anxious, although there were some periods of intense elation marked by "continuous gales of laughter". A few patients felt that they had "become very large, or had shrink to the size of children. Their hands or feet did not seem to be their own and sometimes took on the appearance of animal paws.....They reported many fantasies or dreamlike states in which they seemed to be elsewhere. Fantastic experiences, such as trips to the moon or living in gorgeous castles, were occasionally reported."
This is such a great book so far, and I am only on page 25.
It is really harsh though, that people with an illness suffered, while men that committed crimes had out of this world visions and were high for 75 days straight.
Right now I am working on painting a pair of converse for my friend.
They were lime green to start.
They are now dark black purple (his favorite color).
The shoes are going to have wings on the sides.
Time for the details.
Here are some recent photos.
Work at 4:00.
Then coming home to watch "Dreams" by Akira Kurosawa.