When I get high I put my most absurd thoughts into the ‘Notes’ section of my phone. It’s a good habit. Sometimes the ideas are great, other times it’s just total nonsense, but being able to remind yourself of your stoned minutiae the next morning is better than losing the thought altogether.
Last Friday night I wrote this short rant about how strange it must be for monkeys to see humans who are still biologically the same as monkeys completely running the world. I used the analogy of a bunch of cousins who all grow up together and then one cousin gets a little more advanced at life and then nek minute he’s putting his cousins in cages. Hardly an original thought but I don’t know what to tell you I must’ve had chimp on the brain.
There is a certain rush you get when a new idea floats into your brain. I feel an exhilarating jolt of energy. It’s like you’ve been given a new tool that could help you at some point in the future.
It seems that our ability to harness and communicate this creativity is one of the things that differentiates humans from other great apes. The ability to share information allows us to solve problems collectively and form tight-knit communities.
Ideas are like fish that swim through your stream of consciousness. Some ideas get mauled as you wrench them out of the stream, others look completely different out of the water compared to underneath the surface and some are visible but seemingly impossible to catch.
I don’t really give a fuck about what type of clothes someone wears. I don’t care which bank they use. I’m most interested in their ideas.
Some folks speculate that when we go fishing for ideas we’re all dipping into the same collective consciousness. At this stage in the game I think it’s impossible to ascertain how real this theory is and to me it really doesn’t matter.
Whether or not we’re all drinking from the same conceptual water, I do my best to look after my section of the stream. I want to catch as many good fish as possible. And it’s comforting to know that no matter how stoned I am, thanks to the Internet I’ll get to share in the spoils eventually.