PsiloCyber

Butch Cassidy was the words greatest criminal. I was born in the same County as Butch Cassidy in Southern Utah. I was raised in Price were Cassidy would hit a bank there, in fact, one the members of his gang would end up becoming the sheriff after prison and it wasn't Sundance. Cassidy became an outlaw after he was unfairly sentenced to prison for stealing some cattle. American politicians and stiff uncomprising laws turned this dude into one of the most determined and smartest outlaws in the history of the old west. My theory in nature has been, there's always an exception to the rule, I'm not a criminal, I have to much chivalry for that shit. I don't think theres anything wrong with partying until dawn like those chromo-babys though, driving a little fucked up at night. I don't think theres anything wrong with smoking marijuana too, eating magic mushrooms in the desert, the trance of mystic union. I hope Mckenna is right about the end of history, worlds spilling into ours, alien technology slipping through the seams, inter-galactic highways. I get this enormous nano-bulge from my dreams at night, they show me how ridiculous your world Is. This can be a great tactic though, for bringing the American government down on its knees.