Drinking kava before all this started — on the boat — we rented in USVI — texted my brother and said, “Bula! Shudder!”
Lately have been taking a break from alcohol — addressing my relationship with the ally — I never give anything up — most of addiction science being a culturally acceptable form of magical thinking and tithing
My parents rarely drank — consequently were easily swayed into false ecstasy — I was too — at the beginning — and really wasn’t a fan except as an add on to more interesting pursuits
That all changed when the English major’s English Major — The one who had made it — sat me down and said “You smoke too much marijuana — your writing is OK but you need to start drinking” — I was young and innocent so I did
Maybe we don’t — when young — aspire to grow up and eat and drink — When we get greedy for the act of living — experiences becomes paramount
This was never my desire — all though — a few times I got uncomfortably close
Kava is a great ally when days are too to
I always appreciated Crowley’s ‘abuse mediation’ technique — You can do as much of whichever substance your relationship has become codependent with — but every time you engage with the ally — write down why
It brings consciousness to the situation — changing the relationship over time — for those of us who value experience over anything else — we realize the most fruitful interactions with your allies — comes in the zone between use and abuse
Avoiding the Black Magicians — The Doctors of Addiction and their minions —requires a great deal of practice — I suggest the Cult of Tea
With The Church of a Kava a good graduate enterprise
“My parents rarely drank — consequently were easily swayed into false ecstasy…”
Please elaborate. Do you mean they were high on life? And if so, what would be undesirable about that?