I realized a while ago the I can be quite the selfish and lazy mother fucker.
Now this can cause some consternation – especially as I’m approaching Death.
I mean – do I really want to be on my death bed regretting what a selfish lazy mother fucker I’ve been? Would you?
Though I also realize that at this late stage in my Life – there’s probably not much I can do about it…
I’m pretty set in my ways…
So, I’m getting a little worried about not being happy while I’m dying…
You have to understand – I’ve done a lot of acid.
I had some sort of vision that at the end of my Life
I would have come to some point of existential Bliss and accept the “transition” with grace and dignity
Like Leary…
(I’ve heard stories that it wasn’t all that cheery – but there are not many that really know.)
(there’s more to the joke – I’ll write later – I’m feeling lazy right now….)
