As I write this I’m tripping balls.
Suffice it to say, I don't expect this to be my best work, but I feel a real need to "strike while the iron is hot" so to speak.
There is, quite literally, the entire spectrum of colors and possibilities on the blank page before me. I took a couple of stems on purpose on this sunny Sunday afternoon in Phoenix, but for not as slight a reason as others take psychedelics. I did it to clear my mind's palette - to clear out the dust accumulated in life's day-to-day grind.
I did it because I’m in a much better place than I was the last time I shroomed and I can enjoy them again. The last time I took them I was in a dark place I desperately wanted out of and shrooms always help me do that. Johns Hopkins University researchers did an intensive study of Psilocybin and they found that severely depressed people who took shrooms had long lasting positive psychological effects. Truer words were never spoken. For me anyway, they afford me a small window of time to see myself and my situation from the third person perspective. And for that reason (among others) it is a gift from God.
This time I’m in a good place – better than I’ve ever been, thank you very much. But I don't think there's enough Psilocybin in the world to explain away why people think torturing, maiming and hurting each other (or ourselves for that matter) is the thing to do.
You see, the reason I felt a sense of urgency to wipe away life's detritus and start anew is because I’m going to hear Eva Mozes tell her story tomorrow evening. She and her twin sister Miriam were subjected to medical experimentation at the hands of Dr. Josef Mengele, the “Angel of Death” himself in Auschwitz (yes, the “Work Makes You Free” Concentration Camp).
As I struggle with the difficulty of semi-coherently typing these words on a page, I’m imagining what Eva and Miriam were subjected to, as children for God’s sake, at the hands of a highly educated person who took the Hippocratic Oath – which is, in esscence, “Do no harm.”
However there is a bright side to this; there always is if one is open to it. Ultimately, it doesn’t matter that Josef Mengele never paid for his crimes on this plane of existence (he fled to South America after World War II and died in 1977) – what’s important is that Eva Mozes is living proof of the veracity of my very favorite axiom – that “Living well is the best revenge.” A universal truth of life on earth is that each and every one of us will be wronged by our fellow man – what we do with it is up to us.
The cornerstone of living well involves finding and accentuating what you love about yourself. Loving ourselves individually is the only way we can love our fellow man, and having love and understanding for our fellow human being is the only way out of the nightmare we’ve allowed to unfold around us. “Movements” and “issues” and “campaigns” are merely distractions. As I said in my last article, a fool’s errand.
If you really want to change the world, the first step is to actually be someone you love today.
You’re worth it.
You’ve earned it.
Just do it.
No excuses. “Intertwined Lives: Dr. Mengele, Eugenics, and the Mozes Twins” Opening Gala