in the beginning ·
3 July 04

The question I needed to answer was “Where do I begin?”

The answer is I don’t know. Maybe it’s a good idea to start from the beginning. I don’t know how far back I can go, until I am comfortable perhaps.

Let me begin with what I planned, or better yet, what I envisaged. The green was a yardstick by which I could measure connective communication with. What I mean by this, by some, subconscious, underbelly of thought, we were on the same wave length. We love and exist on the same plan of thought.

We have managed this under sober conditions (important), under the influence of alcohol (also important), and finally under the influence of the strong green which has had mixed results (vital).

I am not tired, but exhausted, spent of all the remaining life that is in me. These experiences, though enjoyable – well, I need to stop a moment to explain, because I expect this to be read, I will explain why later. Or maybe not.