I have to go to the gym in like 90 minutes and do my squats and I am dreading it. Most exercises that force you to go down into your pelvis are not pleasant because that is where we bottle up so much stuff. You’ll notice in the gym that most people will not even go to parallel in a squat.
I have a friend at the gym and he is always high on something. He’s a great guy: super friendly, always smiling, and very hard-working and responsible. But he’s always high and always mixing everything in sight. His idea of a great weekend is to take mushrooms, smoke a joint, pop a PDE-5 inhibitor, then drink some beers in a movie to relax, followed by going to up to 3 hookers in a row.
You’d never know he was like this watching him and seeing him work, yet this is what he does. He’s certainly not a drug addict, so what’s going on?
I was speaking to him about it the other day, and he said something very interesting. He said, “Plato, the bottom line is that without being high, this world doesn’t have much to offer. It’s just work and stress and misery and nobody is happy and there is nothing on this planet to feed me.”
You know what, I understand where he is coming from. I am not into drugs just like I am not into saw palmetto, but I also often feel that there is nothing around to feed me. No magic. I think that’s what the problem is, magic has been driven out of day-to-day life.
