"You always remember your first, your last, and the one who gave you herpes."
The Chemical Buddha tried to draw a lot of parallels between life and sex. To him life was sex and sex was life (or at least a really good reason for living life anyway.) From an evolutionary perspective, we are here to reproduce and carry on our genes. Plus, it felt really, really good. With this understanding it's easy to make sense of today's insight. Because in sex, like life, The Chemical Buddha remembered the first and last time he did something as well as any catastrophic event in between. (Or at least the first time he recognized it happened). But all the rest, was just a blur and usually lost in the fog of his mind.
What are the big moments you need to pay attention to in your life?
And what would be better off forgotten?
What do you remember and why?
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Herpes: Forget-Me-Nots
“Venereal diseases are to help you remember nights you’d rather forget.”
Like most serious drug addicts, The Chemical Buddha didn’t have a very good memory. He could remember where to buy drugs and how to use them. But, no matter if he was high or sober, he couldn’t remember what he did or who he did it with. So it’s no surprise that he couldn’t remember who he'd stuck his dick in or what the result of that sticking was. So when he found red bumps all over his dick, he would just think they had always been there. Just like he thought it had always burned when he peed. Or like how he couldn’t remember a time when puss didn’t ooze out. He figured life had always been and always would be that way. Sometimes we wish we could see the world as he did. Especially when we look down at our own genitals and remember a time before we met The Chemical Buddha. A time before those red bumps weren’t there.
What do you think will never change?
What do you hold onto as always having to be a certain that way?
What do you not pay attention to? What would you rather forget?
Like most serious drug addicts, The Chemical Buddha didn’t have a very good memory. He could remember where to buy drugs and how to use them. But, no matter if he was high or sober, he couldn’t remember what he did or who he did it with. So it’s no surprise that he couldn’t remember who he'd stuck his dick in or what the result of that sticking was. So when he found red bumps all over his dick, he would just think they had always been there. Just like he thought it had always burned when he peed. Or like how he couldn’t remember a time when puss didn’t ooze out. He figured life had always been and always would be that way. Sometimes we wish we could see the world as he did. Especially when we look down at our own genitals and remember a time before we met The Chemical Buddha. A time before those red bumps weren’t there.
What do you think will never change?
What do you hold onto as always having to be a certain that way?
What do you not pay attention to? What would you rather forget?
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