analogy



		Analogy Jonathan B. Foster Copyright 1994. All rights reserved

			That is such bullshit, and I will tell you why: because who the hell could ever fathom - in the first place, first and foremost - who could ever hope to fathom what reality is? And then if you could, you're sure as hell not going to accept it. With or without an analogy. Which is fucking ridiculous because, no, listen to what you're saying: that a drug induced analogous reality allows you to accept the real reality? "Real Reality??" There's supposed to be some reality that isn't real?? Wait, wait, wait, no, no, hear me out on this, and I know what you're going to start saying, you're going to start going off about these shamans living out in the Painted Desert somewhere tat travel through various . . . Whatevers, because I am sick up to here with all these justification about these "holy men," about how they've used hallicinogens throughout the centuries to go on spiritual journeys, and so why can't we? "To travel, to unravel the dravel, the gravel, mavel bavel blah blah blah," you know what I', saying? It's bull shit. Because you are not some fucking holy man. I am not. . .! God, I get so pissed off. I'm not a holy man. And I don't bullshit myself into believing that I am, so that I can take some fucking drug and experience some "analogy" that will help me accept "reality." And yes that rhymes. Yes, I know, analogy, reality, I am aware that rhymes. But that doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean anything. Sometimes rhymes just happen. Okay? Can we live with that? (Pause.) This is really good pot, yunno, this is some really good shit.

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