WELP I waited until the last minute to pack, who’s surprised
MGMT, Brooklyn, NY 2013
Outtake from SPEX shoot
Cliff Briggie - DSC_8458, 2011 Photography
I’m going to FL on Wednesday whatup
But really, I’m so excited. It’s my favorite place. And two of my favorite things to do are swim in the ocean and hang out with my cousin’s little kids (are they my cousins too? idk how it works), so that should be great.
Look at the earrings I made!! They both glow in the dark, too :) I can’t wait to sell all the stuff I’ve been making
Backstage @ Helen Lawrence Fall/Winter 2014
"Ride the Snake"
That’s what they say to do to avoid a bad trip, you know. They say a trip is like a wild animal, you can’t control it, and trying to is what’s gonna freak you out. So you just have to let it be and ride it where it takes you, even if it doesn’t take you where you’d most like to go.
While of course psychedelics don’t encompass the whole of life itself, they are highly representative of it:
Life is like a wild animal, you can’t control it, and trying to is what’s gonna freak you out.
A trip doesn’t have a particular ‘point,’ and life doesn’t have a particular ‘point,’ and neither has to happen in any certain way. It just happens, completely disregarding any structure we’d like to impose on it. If it coincides occasionally, it’s just by luck or God or chance, or whatever is consistent with your beliefs. Whichever way, it’s out of our hands.
So you have to ride the snake, not because that’s what you’re supposed to do, but because that’s all there is to do anyway.
And it’s not about feeling better really. You feel bad and you say to yourself, “ride the snake,” and it’s not supposed to make you feel less bad, it’s just supposed to let you feel as bad as you feel. Acceptance.
Lack of acceptance is what makes you spiral, makes you lose the scarce control you do have, overcorrecting and skidding around wildly with all the shouldn’t’s and why-me’s and it’s-not-fair’s.
So maybe it hurts, but it doesn’t have to hurt any more or less than it already hurts, because it’s allowed to hurt right now. There’s nothing else it could be doing at this very moment, so you let it happen.
That is what you can control - you have the choice to accept. And once you do, you’re free because you’re not preoccupied, paralyzed by the fight. You’re moving forward with your pain, toward the point where it ends, whether you’re the one to find your way there or it arrives as just another turn in the road of all we can’t control.