August 30, 2004

• Time Goes By

  Some of the time flies by and sometimes it drags… at least I seem to
  recall a time in my life when time moved slowly, such as the time I
  spent locked up.  Lately, it has been moving right along. 
  One more year has gone by since the last Burning Man, and I’m no closer
  to attending that quintessentially creative counterculture event this
  year than I ever was.  Alas, again, BM will burn without me. 
  It is on my wish list, so remember (for next year or the years
  after):  if you’re going to Burning Man, take SuSu with you.

  ---

  My favorite advice is the advice
  I don’t need.  I’d much rather be told to do things that I’m
  already doing, than be advised to either go against my will or to do
  things I know I should that I just haven’t gotten around to or worked
  up the gumption for.  In a roundabout way (searching with Google
  for the date of the Alaska Supreme Court’s Raven decision) today I came
  to the website of the Anchorage Press and saw my horoscope for this
  week:

  
  Horoscope for August 26 – September 1 2004
  
   VIRGO

  August 23 to September 22
   Your life will always be unfinished business, Virgo. From now
  until the day you die many years hence, you will be a work in progress.
  There will never come a time when you have everything figured out. I
  urge you, therefore, to find a way to feel at peace with this
  incompleteness – or better yet, to love and celebrate it. Luckily for
  you, the coming weeks will bring you some of the sweetest, juiciest
  imperfections ever.

  The Anchorage Press, in Anchorage Alaska -
  Anchorage’s Most Widely Read Weekly Newspaper

  I am certainly at peace with my incompleteness.  I do love and
  celebrate all those reasons to keep trying, keep reaching for
  perfection.  At the back of my mind is the nagging thought,
  derived from some of the religious teachings I respect the most, that
  when I reach spiritual perfection this body will be instantly
  translated into pure energy.  Perhaps it is a sign of my spiritual
  imperfection that I’m not quite ready for spontaneous human combustion,
  eh?

  Looking for the Raven decision was part of the effort I’m putting into
  preparing the next episode of my memoirs.  I’ve gone through a big
  cookie tin of photos and picked out a pile of them from the
  mid-1970s.  Only a few are dated and knowing the date of the court
  decision that legalized marijuana in Alaska will help me date some of
  the others.  It was a wondrous time for us potheads, and a
  disorienting time for some other segments of society.  I remember
  the bemused tone and disbelieving  looks of the State Trooper who
  came to our house to investigate the burglary the first time our
  marijuana crop was stolen… but maybe I’d better save the stories for
  the memoir blog.

  Seeya later.
  

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