People if I'm posting too much- let me know- i'll give it a rest- today i have an excuse- the snow- and these wonderful topics by read st.- i can't stop myself from venting (david eberhardt- poet activist).

I sit here sipping my too oaked of a chardonnay...

I don't like a puritannical approach to drugs- humans NEED to catch a buzz- especially males (our lives are hard)- we need the chemicals.

I think many of the greatest advances- more than is let on to- have been made on drugs- they certainly have in religion- look at peyote, ahuasca.

Did u see the drugs that the genius singer and dancer- Michael J was taking- as he successfully killed himself (not a cowardly act- by the way!)? The National Enquirer listed them on its front page- god awful- non pleasant drugs- give me a brake.

Now, I counsel my inmate friends- cocaine? heroine? you cannot enjoy the good drugs if you are trying to obliterate yourself. (Perhaps i am a bad counselor).

If you over do it- you wake up in an abandominium w rats crawling across yr. feet! (The addicts all know what I'm saying, tho!!)

As to writing? if you want to do anything well- it helps to b sober- stone cold sober - so that you can make as much sense as possible
-that- and beauty- are enuff of a high- really-

but, yet and still- pass me drugs

as a special treat (only for Read St. bloggers!)

the greatest, bestest drug?: HERE IT IS:

"MELANGE: the "spice of spices"- the crop for which Arrakis is the unique source. The spice (hard to get in Baltimore unless...) chiefly noted for its geriatric qualities, is mildly addictive when taken in small quantities, severely addictive when imbibed in quantities above 2 grams daily per 70 kilos of body wt. (See Ibad, "Water of Life"). Muad'Dib claimed the spice as a key to his prophetic powers-Guild navigators make similar claims. Its price on the Imperial Market has ranged as hign as 620,000 solaris, the decagram"- Frank Herbert "Dune" "

note added by Eberhardt-
the "Unobtainium" from Pandora- has been described as a poor substitute- yet, its derivative soluble, when mixed with the Greek "ouzo"- has been described as fairly unbelievable.

David, if you have totally blue eyes, I know why.

There used to be a big-selling writer of Westerns who started each writing day by plopping a six-pack of beer next to his typewriter. After several hours, the writing and the beer ran out at the same time. All was well until the writer's health began to fail and a doctor cautioned him, "Enough with the beer." The writer switched to marijuana. One fast-draw scene went on for pages, including a detailed description of the grain of a holster's leather. The writer returned to beer and prospered before dying. Don't ask me his name. I can't remember it, except that he did co-write a non-Western with James R. Henderson III. I think I've told this tale on Read Street before. If so, I probably told it differently.

It just occurred to me that the artistic brain is firing on so many synapses that it is almost painful- artists need to slow down and they self medicate- then comes the addiction.
Baudelaire said "Be addicted! Be addicted to virtue, even"
to which I add, be addicted to absinthe, be addicted to huner (Bobby Sands) (catch the movie "Hunger" if you dare)...