Tokin’ with Jesus

Last night was brain fever night. That’s my name for it. I don’t know if it’s a medical condition or not. A sudden attack of hallucinations and brain shudders. Like a bad trip on LSD.

I don’t know what brings it on, out of the blue, or rather out of the darkness of midnight. Unless it was the four gin and tonics, three beers and two brandies. But I’ve drunk that much before without a brain fever attack.

Maybe it was the Xanax at bedtime that went on a diabolical rage with the alcohol already streaming in my blood.

You can’t sleep. You lie in bed and ride it out like a storm in hell. Around four o’clock in the morning, the waking nightmare begins to abate. Finally you sleep, mainly from the exhaustion of the battle.

The doctor told me my liver was more like a die-r, and to knock off the booze. I don’t see how. Drinking is my last pleasure. Like smoking cigarettes and grass was to my wife. And when she fell ill and was told not to smoke, she still smoked.

And now she’s tokin’ with Jesus.

My wife was a believer, especially when she was high. I try to be, but I can’t get there. Jesus was always high. So were his disciples.

As Matthew relates (14:24): But the boat by this time was a long way from the land, beaten by the waves, for the wind was against them. And he [Jesus] came to them, walking on the sea. … So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water and came to Jesus.

If you get high, man, you can do anything.

As the Grateful Dead’s Jerry Garcia said:

Brain fever night

Getting high on the Universe is cool and I can do that, but taking it a step further, maybe if you get high on Jesus, you end up getting high with Jesus.

I don’t know, man — just keep tokin’.


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Dispatch from the slaughterhouse

The Age of Tyranny

Covid-crazed fascism, cancel culture, out-of-control crime, politicians who don’t give a rat’s ass except to cover their own asses, the filthier-than-ever rich preaching climate control while polluting the air with their private jets, Big Pharma raking in obscene billions from lies and fear while abandoned men, women and children die in the filthy streets of cold-hearted cities.

And presiding over all the dehumanizing fear and hate and anarchy, smirking on the corporate news, a demented president and cackling vice president, and of course, the ever present egomaniacal, holier-than-thou, self-righteous Devil incarnate himself, Dr. Faustus Fauci.

In Australia, where once the beach and beer were life’s priorities, the covid gestapo are locking up the unvaxxed in detention camps, aka, concentration camps. In towns around the world, the unvaxxed are denied housing and being evicted by scared-shitless landlords. Lockdown protesters are being shot in the back.

People who speak out against the tyranny are censored, their voices silenced by social media Nazi nerds who have crowned themselves the gods of so-called ‘truth,’ while peddling godless lies.

The Great Global Brainwash is in full swing. Hapless, helpless people are being corralled into submission by madmen and dictators.

It is the Age of Tyranny and the Era of Insanity. A time in history that calls for the courage to assert individualism and independence. That is our right. And this is our fight.


Header art by Ralph Steadman


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