I just got back from the Matrix Revolutions with Aron. It’s still snowing. As we were walking to the F train, we passed by a store front inside which a young man with his face painted white and black dreadlocks spinning at a pair of turntables. In front of him, with his face pressed up to the closed glass door was another young man “rapping” (or sorts) about some sort of “movement against computers”. I looked up, and through the snow could make out the words “NATIVE AMERICAN…” something something above the storefront. Beyond that I just kept walking. It was weird. On the ride downtown me and Aron talked about telepathy. When I got home I found this article on MSN about John Lee Malvo’s interest in the Matrix movie. It’s a stupid article.

I opened up the windows and turned the fan on to clean out the air in here. I think I am going to go on a little voyage with Ms. Salvia Divinorum tonight, and see what I can see. It’s been several months since I have smoked any. This feels like a good time. I’m gonna make sure I do it right…

I’ll report back later.