SUCKABCRAZEE

Its Getting Crazy Up In Here
After some time , the world and all its insanity will begin to feel normal, even inviting. It begins to resemble a close relative waving in the distance bearing what could be a gift or, maybe a plate of cookies, it is hauntingly familiar. Pretty soon , you stop flinching every time you see a one legged transsexual named Pearl, puking on the sidewalk because ,her pimp mixed up a speed ball that was way too intense. After a while, those things just don't have the same impact , after you have accepted insanity as another fact of life. After resigning yourself to the inevitable mental decline, to the questionable mental fortitude, it is all just a big Sunday school cake walk.
It isn't long before a person gains a better understanding as to why people on the street act the way they do. With enlightenment comes so many answers to so many questions , like ; why do street people talk to themselves? Answer ; because they are bored and, because they are crazy. See , that wasn't so hard. Another question we have all wondered about , why did god create the 24 hour check cashing place? Answer; because lonliness and desperation are a 24 hour business and the world is never in short supply of either one of those things. So , when somebody decides that they have had it with their old man beating the crap out of them, just to get his hand on their government check, and they decide it is time to get their hands on his check and make a beeline to their meth dealer's house, isn't it nice to know there is a place to go where you can cash that check. Where you won't be asked a million questions or be inconvenienced by having to show identification. And it's open 24 hours so you can run this scam any time you damn well feel like it, and that my friends is just the American way
It isn't long before you become knowledgeable about the crazy universe, and all of the clever ways it insinuates itself into your life. Occasionally I will stumble upon a person who is fighting it, with everything they have. Their faces are usually back and forth between a look of utter disbelief and determined unrelenting commitment to the reality that no longer wants them. They are the ones who believe there is till some hope left in the world , the ones who think that the government doesn't lie and social security is alive and well and waiting for them on Fantasy island under the watchful eye of Santa and the Easter Bunny, who were sworn to protect it when Mr. Rourke got Alzheimers.
It's like let it go, there is nothing left of that world our parent and their parents created for us,it was a lie , to try and protect us from the truth , the truth where they were taking our future and squandering it because they knew the future would be fucked anyhow, but they didn't have to live in it.
Eventually they all come around to crazy town. Where life is beautiful every day , and everybody who isn't trying to jack you or, kill you , is really very nice.
But to live here requires a commitment, a deep heartfelt desire to be here. You have to want it.
And why wouldn't you, it is what some might call inevitable , it is our only course.
We are running out of time, food , money, space, tolerance, trust, God, water, and sanity. So get on down with it, get down to crazy town.
Now we aren't talking about killing folks or causing all kinds of mayhem because we know the end is nigh. No sir not at all.
But if you ever wondered hat it would be like to let go of all the bullshit that society and the powers that be have imposed on you, and started making decisions based on how you would govern yourself with good conscience , without harming others, but living in harmony with them and the world, but answering only to yourself, then my friends that would be crazy. Nobody can do that, it's crazy.
With that said , I very quietly nudge you in the back and lean into your ear and whisper this invitation. Hey, go crazy.