Remember when you would take acid frequently and find yourself with pen and paper? Did you ever find God on the blank page? I did. As for the content, I’ll try to interpret it. I’m a pig but also God as I create my own reality through the experiences I live with. Into the top of my head, chaos rains into my mind while I greedily lap it all in with my lolling tongue that’s ready to eat the universe. My eyes are in ecstasy as they attempt to comprehend the magnitude of stimulation bombarding me in an unfiltered moment of naked truth.

Below, there seems to have been a closer connection to the mundane or trouble breaking through to the truly ecstatic. I can’t explain the “No change” nor the “Entry Level Accounting” notes, but the Psychic TV cross suggests this was possibly drawn between 1989 and early 1990. The person depicted feels like a self-portrait, and the two things that stand out for me are the swirls at my mouth and the “Come Forth” words below and left of that. So many years later, I’d venture to say that this has to do with reality being a manifestation of language and that we must bring it into being by speaking it, even when delivered by ugly mouths.

Back in those days when LSD was a common recreational adventure where I was trying to stitch together the parts of the universe that were unfathomable, I would often have writing/drawing materials at hand in case the inspiration struck me to doodle. These two were simply a couple of drawings that were scanned from out of the archive. There are other notebooks where other stuff is hidden away; hopefully, one day, they’ll find their way into the somewhat permanent digital record. I’m counting on you, archive.org.