On the cuckoo nest

Ok. Last post was so ridiculous. I don't remember how I came up with all the ideas about God and spiritual things and shit. I giggled a lot when reread the whole mess whose purpose is just to record the crazy part of the brain. But in fact, I enjoyed it. Because it's so real. Crazy but real.

Now let's do a proper review about the US trip. 6 weeks flowed so fast like the blink of an eye. I did visit some must-see places like Las Vegas and Grand Canyon, Universal studios. Now I'm at my cousin's house in San Francisco. Tomorrow we will visit some attractions in SF. To be honest, I could spend more time spent in US traveling, but because of the popular magic plant called "weed", all the travel plans were distorted. We smoked weed, drank beers every night, high like never before and start to do weird things and think weird thoughts. It's really really fun, and it won't make you physically addicted like cigarettes or other dangerous drugs like heroin or cocaine, you have to try it at least 1 time in your life. But because it was so fun so all of us don't want to sleep. We stayed up until the morning- at home or at some clubs, or at some movie theaters (whoaaa seeing movies after smoking weed is ten times funnier, even if the movie is not comedy at all, and listening to music too, it's like taking ecstasy) and sleep whole day until afternoon and the cycle continued.  I know that it's unhealthy and unproductive habit. But it's an experience that you will never have a chance to take again. Young and wild and free.

Traveling helps you open your mind, and enjoy the moment to its fullest. I want to live at different places in the world for different timelines. I hate routine. I love changes. New life and new people excite me. That's my dream to be at every corner of the world, from America to Europe, Africa and extreme place like North Pole. I will do everything to achieve that goal. I need money, a lot of money. I imagine my life like that. Earn enough money and set sail! Hopefully with a partner - my wife who has the same passion with me. We can have babies and they will have an adventurous life also lol. Or I don't mind living single until I'm tired and want to settle down. At some point of life people change, maybe when I'm 40 I want to have a family and live in Vietnam until the end of time). We never know so the point is to live your life whatever you like so that you won't be regret at the end. 

One of many philosophies that I have learned when I'm here in US is the analogs of life. The course of time is very much like the course of a ship in the ocean: Alan Watts. It is so deep and I am not be able to absorb all but just a part of it helped me a lot.

Ok have a good night young fish. The ocean's wide and you have a lot to discover. "You see, if you insist on being moved, being determined by the past, that's your game. But the fact of the matter is it all starts right now."

I don't want to name the title at first. Let's see how my mind flow. At this moment, I am so high. Yes! Of course! You can tell, right?

6 weeks of the GSS program is like the time of my life. I always think that the geological factor is not the big reason for people to diversify in their characteristics (physically as well as mind). But now I can see. It's more than a blowing wind. It's a blowing with the w in the word "wind" being fucked and be turning up-side-down to become "mind". Yeah! To the freaking hell that I don't quite realize the moment. May be all these times are the scarce moments when you live spiritually. We all sure doubted (human are born questioning everything, that's why we evolve and soon became the domination of the world) the theory about spirits and materials. That's sick huh?

Ok. So what's the point of this post after all? First, I feel guilty neglecting all my determinations when first creating this blog. The words were so young, burning with desire to live the wonderful life. Yeah, that's the problem with all of us, we are so eager, full of energy when "the weather" is fine (like here in LA, CA). But when the storms come, we all hesitate and stay cozy in the miserable comfort zone and simply surrender. Ok that sounds insane right? But to some extent, I think I made a point? Or didn't I? Just babbling nonsenses... Yeah...

Second, Although I actually can feel that I'm ridiculous right now..., like a fuckin clown. But screw it. I want to picture this crazy feeling created by some complicated intrigue reactions when we burn the amazing plants called "weeds" and smoke. It's really hard to locate the keyboard right now, let alone wrting some good shit educational impacted ideas for your good life. But, really, My mindset changed! You may ask how? when? and what's exactly the feeling about it. It's really simple. BAM! You change! That's it!!!!!!!! Nah! Lol Im just fucking with you. That's not what you just can get when think over and over again and again with your logical brain. It has nothing to do with the logic. Yeah, I used to be an atheist. In fact, I'm still an atheist now. But what I mean is that now I have belief in some supernatural objects that science haven't proved or cannot ever explain properly by some"logical ways" (again, fuck logics! when you choose to believe in spiritual or not. You can't be in between. You must be either completely an atheist or a true "believer". Because why? Think about it. You may ask! Ok if there're God- the superfreakin' master who knows everything and creates everything, then who created God? And scientists keep on asking that question, thinking that there must be logical answers for everything. Fuck the logic. Again! Twice in the face! The answer of that question does not involve anything related to logic. It is the same as trying to look at this very simple question: Can you imagine, or quantify the smallest  (or greatest) physical thing. The answer is you can't, logically. The proof is: "If there is something to be considered the smallest (or greatest), then what is the "super thing" underneath the smallest and beyond the greatest". I feel kind of the same as definition of Limit in Maths. You may excuse that you are not "advance" enough to see this kind of logic, may be some day we will be able to understand all these, through natural selection and evolution to become smarter! And that's the good excuse!...

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We never know! Right?

I don't know what mess that I just poop out of my completely fucked up brain! This is the most crazy timeline ever in my life up to now. Smoking weed really help you release the lock that control the spiritual soul imprisoned inside you. You start seeing weird things... No! things are actually the same but the things inside them are different -> so that's the same as to be able to believe non-materalistic things that you will never can comprehend when your brain is not in the "compatible mode". Seeing is not believing (things remain unchanged, for the outside). But when you believe, you can see.

May be tomorrow I will wake up and read all this stuff, and I will be so shy, and guilty that makes me wanna delete this whole entry. But listen! LOOK! When you truly made it here this far, you should've forgotten about all the guilts and start fresh by keeping this epic-if-not-say-fail mess alive. Okay?

And again the bonus: I'm fucken in love with a new artist (new for me because I have just discovered her): Ingrid Michaelson. Trust me, she's good. Every song, especially all the songs in Human Again album. So if you hate this entry, let's take this as a sorry-gift for your time my friends! :)

Okay time to hibernate. Tomorrow I must do the homework of the whole course. I have less than 2 days to do all of them. Ok that's not as that bad. And the Friday night as usual, enjoy the materialism "filthy" satisfaction: hit the club after weeds and liquors with Tien 4 and Asif (later I will definitely write a whole entry about him, he is an amazing once heroin addicted American friend (now of course he's clean) that deserves the respect), we will be high as fuck, confidence boost to the sky, pick women, and later fuck the shit out of them. =)). That's crazy....But life is all about enjoying the moment spiritually and materialistically without falling off the track.

Aha! I still remember that I haven't set the title of this beautiful garbage full of cabbages. I won't even edit it right now so this is the forever unedited version. The title will be:

One flew over the cuckoo nest..... (hey here's your another recommendation beside Ingrid Michaelson's Human again album: go watch this movie, OFOTCK is so sicking good!)