Showing posts with label meth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label meth. Show all posts

Monday, September 28, 2009

Let's Cook

"Give a man some meth and he gets high for a day. Send a man to jail and he comes out with 5 ways to cook his own."
The Chemical Buddha was never a fan of punishment. And by punishment we mean being locked up. (Especially when it was him who was being punished. Unless he was being spanked, because he sort of liked being spanked.) It seemed to him putting a bunch of criminals together was the perfect way for them to learn new ways to commit more and different crimes. To TCB jail was sort of a crime college where someone could go and come out with a much better education. Just like real colleges, organization, trade groups and circle of friends. Who you hang out with determines what kind of person you’ll become. At least for the foreseeable future.
What kind of friends do you surround yourself with?
Friends who teach you new things to better yourself?
Or friends who don’t want you to learn new things and grow?

Friday, March 20, 2009

Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

“I used to smoke a lot of pot, until I tried meth.”
The Chemical Buddha was a man of many addictions and contradictions. We found he obsessed on all sorts of things until he found something else to distract him. And this process was repeated ad nauseam. This insight comes from the smoking phase of TCB’s life. Which, truth be told, he never really left because if he could fit it in a bong or a glass pipe, he smoked it. He found couch cushions provided the weirdest buzz. What today’s insight speaks to most is The Chemical Buddha’s lack of commitment to anything. His inability to fully invest himself in something outside of his selfish pursuits. Although he did fully invest in himself and loved himself without question.
What’s the longest commitment you’ve ever made in your life?
What keeps you from fully committing to more in your life?