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In a Different Timeline, I'm in the White House, Ripped to the Gills on Vitamin K [1]
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Date: 2025-05-02
I noticed something the other day which offered an insight into our present predicament.
Unfortunately, relating that observation will require a somewhat detailed and rather embarrassing confessional. You were warned.
When I was 14 years old, I spent the better part of a year tripping my balls off. To be clear, I was not high on psychedelic drugs every day, but a great many of them, enough that, technically high or not, I lived in an altered state.
And what a state it was! They call the state of New Mexico the Land of Enchantment, well, this was the Land of Significance. The drugs I was taking and the accompanying syllabus (Huxley, Casteneda, Ram Das, Kesey) had sanded away enough conventional thinking that everything, especially words or short phrases, sometimes even a single letter, took on an oversized meaning, a road sign or menu item suggesting tantalizing mysteries invisible to the uninitiated.
I could hold forth, at length, on nearly any subject you could name, and my quick tongue and burning-eyed sincerity gave my pronouncements an eerie credibility. One Sunday, I led a discussion at the local Methodist church on the difference between form and intent in prayer. I was not a Methodist nor a Christian and had never set foot in the place before. Fucking high as elephant's balls what I'm saying.
(Aside: I can also attest, from personal experience from an earlier and unrelated part of my upbringing, that elephant balls are indeed high, relative to me.)
I was brilliant. I was charismatic. I could, and actually did, convince people to accept incredibly outlandish proposals, sometimes to their own great peril.
I was shocked to see that 14-year-old kid this week. On TV. In the White House.
He was animated. He was brilliant and charismatic. He couldn't sit still, swapping hats, hey, why not two hats? His quick tongue and burning-eyed sincerity gave his pronouncements an eerie credibility, and his obsession with certain phrases, words, even letters, hinted at occult knowledge.
And it hit me. The U.S. government has just been gutted, its code and populating data pilfered, by me at age 14.
Sleep tight.
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