Day One. Days Inn. Daze Out. Take Two.

I checked in to the Day’s Inn, ordered a pizza, vaped, and started writing what I was thinking. Then after I had read it a few times, I was stoned and started editing. That was a mistake! So here I am the next day, in my new room, not stoned, and editing. THC is fine for stimulating divergent thinking. But it sucks for executive functions like decision making. Here’s the important parts:

{Author’s note: I was in a great mood and feeling humorous. As I get to be a more active writer, I’ll categorize things better. Clean up the message. Stay on point. Tangents can be their own posts later. Etc.

So this was some funnies:}

When I started writing, waiting for my pizza, I hear two guys right outside my door. They’re us. I hear all sorts of alpha male call outs of Hemis, Cougars, Navy, Real Truck, etc.

Loudly

Silverback style

I’m a chimp

I won’t twist your head off.

I’ll eat your face.

End of funnies.

I’m safely ensconced in my hotel room. I don’t want to say where I am. Let’s just say they’re known for Aliens. 😉

I love my new car!

BOTH headlights stayed on? ✅

Free SiriusXM radio✅

{Author’s note: I start joking again.}

🔺 of 💀 didn’t come on ✅

I got the pink slip baby! ☑️

(It’s in the mail or something.)

{😬 yikes. Really cringe at these}

My mom says I should name it…

The contenders so far

Silver Bird

Silver Fox 🦊 lol

Silver Surfer 🏄

{Author’s Note: This is a thought that I’ve been working on as a comedic bit. Or something. Funny idea? Where I’ve written edit and a time was yesterday’s stoned edits.}

GenXAssemble! 🇺🇸

So this triggered the earlier thought of GenX Assemble! I know it isn’t original. I have images of people in cosplay level gear in whatever timelines alts etc. edit 10:26pm

Here’s a thought I had while driving:

GenXAssemble!

TikTokers answering the call in whatever form they want. (stitching) 🧵?

Edit 10:27 😬 ok. Time out. Don’t whatever you do hit Publish yet. Ok. Whew! You don’t want to know.

edit 10:31PM sounds of woman screaming incoherently in the parking lot. Alpha Males, you’re up! Edit 10:32

{These are remarks from last night while editing}

Original text…By that I mean I’m not editorializing, I’m editing. So I’m deleting obvious crap. I’ve put enough time into it, I want to keep it for when I’m not stoned again. I don’t drive stoned.

Edit ok, the alphas are beating their chests and thundering around with their big loud cars with their big

loud engines going vroom , vroom

Yes. They trigger anxiety in me. 🖕 them.

There it is. 🌙 ok. Time to just chills a bit. Save for tomorrow. I like what I did. Save as and continue mañana 🪝🍅🥬

{So this was the end of my stoned edits. I was tired and wanted to sleep. What follows is what I wrote before the stoned edits but after sober edits. I’m editing now, in Flagstaff. The thoughts are a continuation of the GenX Assemble idea. }

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Anyway, here’s my point.

Our time has come. We were made for this moment. We were raised by mostly self-interested boomers who wouldn’t trust their instincts and instead read books about how to raise their children. Wait, that was me. Insight:

My parents read Dr. Spock (not Mr. Spock) it was confusing.

No we read “What to Expect When you’re Expecting” That is we bought it and passed it down to our kids.?

You too? GenX 🙌

{This was a real-time recognition of the fact that I was raised by a parent reading a book because that’s what nearly everyone was doing, that I did it too AND that I had passed it down.}

All of us short-circuited, burnt out, non-diagnosed fellow trauma survivors out there have to suit up, mount up, and most importantly get up, off our asses! Ass?

{The “core” idea is that even though we have different opinions left and right, we have a lot more in common. Trying to find a middle ground that we can start from. The middle needs to rein in their extreme fringes. I deleted unfunny jokes.}

You see,

You shouldn’t be praying in public.

I know you mean well.

But you really aren’t helping.

Here’s what I believe,

We are most sincere when it’s just us alone with God. I understood that truth a long time ago.

Even with the most sincere motives, when we don’t keep that part of our existence private, we’re actually harming our “spiritual” understanding.

Anyway

Very rarely we come across someone, and look in their eyes w/o any reservations, because we don’t have any doubt, that they accept us exactly as we are.

And in those moments we experience the Love of God.

However,

I no longer believe that it is Supernatural. I believe it is a part of the Universe. In ways I do not, nor could ever fully understand. But it is worth increasing our understanding.

Is it not?

Do you concur?

I now believe like never before that nearly all organisms experience something of what it is to be alive. So the closer they are to us in awareness, the more we can understand and empathize with their experiences.

Not intelligence or emotion or any of the labels we characterize existence as, just awareness,

If that is true, then we need to drastically and dramatically rethink our coexistence with the rest of the Earth.

{I was getting full of myself}

Random intrusive 💭

Deleted

Broken antenna like I had before❌

Room less than 80 bucks. ✅

Great Pizza from Dion’s. Spicy but good quality pizza 🍕

It’s a shame they were delicious

👽

Ok 👍

Here’s my idea 💡

{I had this bit in my mind where I was a conman trying to get the reader to want to know what my idea was. As I was about to reveal it, I’d think of the conman saying:}

What you think I’m an idiot? I’m just going to blurt out my Million Dollar Idea? Huh. Get lost.

So.

For my next bit I want to set the scene as I am experiencing it at this moment…..

I’ve never been more tempted to steal…
Uh oh! El Diablo!

This chair looks awesome. I love the color scheme.

Time!

{I wanted to include a picture of my room to make it more Bloggy. This was when I decided to edit while stoned}

(I finished writing about an hour and a half ago. I scrolled through it a couple of times. Went back to the beginning to try and record that train of thought I had had while driving, and then trying to record it later while stoned)

{This is how I feel about legalization. Especially when stoned}

Texas, Idaho, let’s legalize it! C’mon y’all! Fellow cowpersons 🤠 I have a lot of respect for those that live the strait edge (?) lifestyle. Not for me.

At least not tonight. 😉

Tonight I am going to enjoy the pleasant effects of a great Indica King Louis (Louis)🤣 XIII)

10:04 PM local time

That whole train of thought was instigated by a White Christian woman on church TV. She said something about Satan that made me laugh out loud.

Anyway

I have this idea see…

Leverage the awesome power of ChatGPT to

Ha! You really think I’m just going to say it.. What a Maroon! Gull-a-bull! 🤣

But it’s awesome

If you only knew…

Is weed legal in New Mexico? ✅✅✅

Good night! 🌙

Tip your waiter! 🎤🎤🎙️🔦

{Ok that’s it.}

Tonight in Flagstaff

2.5x yesterday’all cost

Not worth it.

The illusion of free will

I had two paragraphs here at the beginning, but they were “unretrievable” by the app. I like to give context. Maybe too much.

I had read a blog about choosing to heal. I agree with their point, but I’m also opinionated about Free Will. So choosing is a “trigger” word for me. I was driving to New Mexico and dictated the original version.

Now I’m sitting in my hotel room editing and wanted to go ahead and publish.

When I was a teenager, I read about Albert Einstein‘s thought experiments. He came up with his insights about the universe while thinking about the implications of things moving and lights shining. I had read something about free will and it got me thinking what would happen if we could turn back Time like rewinding a movie?

So for a good thought experiment you need a simple premise. Let’s say you’re at an ice cream shop and before you are 30-onederful flavors. Which one will you choose? That doesn’t matter. What does it mean if free will is real? That’s what matters.

It means I could’ve chosen any flavor. I am free to choose. I have agency.

So if I was able to turn back time to just before I chose say Mint Chip, it should be possible for me to choose Butter Pecan this time because the Agency that chooses hasn’t made the choice yet.

But why would I? If everything else is the same, I would make the same choice. So if I’m always going to choose Mint Chip, I’m destined to. I feel like I could choose something different, but it’s always going to be Mint Chip. No choice. No free will.

Also if everything else is just following the same physical laws as everything, including me, So where does this Agency come in with FreeWill? It’s not there. It’s an illusion. It just seems like it, it just appears this way, because of the way our human brains work.

Another nail in the coffin for Free Will is the scientific evidence collected that shows many of your decisions are made, and detectable by others, before you consciously make them. A human brain makes decisions then the conscious mind becomes aware of it.

The implications of the acceptance that FreeWill is an illusion are far-reaching. It would impact many of our social institutions with a new wave of compassion. Everyone does the best they can. Most of the differences between people come down to things beyond their control.

If someone needs help they should get it. The ones with the most money should pay for most of it. That’s humanity.

Prisoners are not getting the punishment they deserve. They are getting much worse. They should be seen as humans that are dangerous to themselves and others. Their lives should be respectfully restricted until we figure out what’s wrong and fix it.