Chapter 25
Sunday, June 19, 2005
  Father of the Son
I’ve never been on a trip. Just never been into trying those drug things. I find enough things in this world while sober to blow my mind. But that’s neither here nor there. However that being the case, perhaps one of the closest to a trip I’ve been came this afternoon as I lay back underneath a warm gray sky, the sounds of waves crashing into the shore in the background, and filled my ears with Brian Wilson’s SMiLE. The beauty of it is a bit perplexing; so I just find myself closing my eyes and letting it take over my senses. If you are like me as the music progresses so will your mind, in any multitude of directions, and so that by the time the final track ‘Good Vibrations’ comes around one can’t help but find themselves on another plane of existence, yet still within the limits of their own physical being. It is so, though, as we all should know by now, that our physical attributes really mean nothing; our mental state of mind and our spiritual condition are the reason for our existence.

"Easy my child, it's just enough to believe (I believe, I believe, I believe)
Out of the wild into what you can't conceive

You'll change..."


 
Comments:
so...i ran into your dad today. i met the new fam. crazy. dad grew the hair out a lil and was sportin a hawaiian shirt. I knew it was him. but didnt want to approach right away. but we talked and had a good run-in. Really different man. So im still looking up prices and what not to catcha plane there. i'm serious dude, i really wanna come visit u. what better time than now? i think im gonna start using that phrase, "what better time than now" from now on. YES. aight man just wanted to let ya know. much love bro. see ya soon.
 
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At least someone I know had contact with him on Father's Day. Ouch
 
Speaking of song lyrics, these remind me of you Josh:

I get the news I need on the weather report.
I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.
Hey, I've got nothing to do today but smile.
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I am
The only living boy in New York

Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where,
And we don't know here.
 
Simon and Garfunkel sing songs that relate to everyone
 
True that. thanks guys.
 
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