It is my Godmother's funeral starting in an hour local mtl time in quebec, today.

I am listening to this HERE and feeling quite nutty in the last week.

I had never indulged my paranoia to that extent before: I was nutty. My nostalgia for quebec has disappeared. I have pretty much no memories these days of my childhood.

Save for photos, the same photos I looked at in the last 50 years.

Impermanence. Thank you god for my life. amen. Om muni muni mahamuni svoha

UPDATE

I cannot think it seems like, I am too high. Just empty mind. Weird.

I am bat shit crazy is the truth but very nice and friendly.

May you all know my peace, without being so out of it ever! amen.