Let's get personal, for a minute--after all, it's Independence day--the day of independence from everything that is not you and that is not me. So, let's get personal, and let's get personally, free.
Drugs aren't personal-- just like death isn't personal. But we are people; life is personal; this is the great thing about being people-persons on a planet-place with its own sun, and moons, and oceans, rivers, lakes, goats, puppies, wolves, lions, kittens, bears, bugs, tigers, giraffes...and enough food for all the people we have on the planet RIGHT NOW, and any others from now on who we choose to have, freely. See, making people is free--but we have made it a business called manufacturing humans. Schools teach children how to earn and spend. Children watch their parents struggle to earn and spend less than they earn. Banks hold all the money and buy things that don't exist in order to manufacture things that humans thing we need because we are free. But when money loses its value, which is has; when the drinking water gets dirty, which it is, the parents of the children pay more taxes to clean up water that was already clean. Then sickness happens, physical and mental. We are in it--a plague that will only be viewed by history. How did becoming free mean thinking that we need all these medications besides food and water; besides love and sex and music? -Because we are free, but actually, we are slaves to an economy, a system of labor, and liquid capital without collateral for longevity, which leads to "loss" of capital for an economy and to salvage a nation, that said it freed the slaves--
No wonder we are all trying to heal our cosmic pain, which is caused by being slaves to the chemicals our bodies naturally receive and contain--
See, drugs, are for sale, and they can be sold safely, by anyone we want,--when People, are "free"--when people agree, "we are not for sale."
HOORAy! hAve you ever just wanted to celebrate a day where we are FREE? Really and truly free? Here's my idea--we HAVE SO MUCH FUN BEING PERSONAL PEOPLE TODAY-- Cry, yes--our planet is hot with greed; Resist, yes! Resist! any instinct to do less, when you know you can do--just a little bit more, loving, grieving, winning, losing, giving--but, please, whatever we do today, let's make it very personal to the whole world, this incredible truth of being human--universally, which is this--each of us is fighting a battle our ancestors already won for us, and they lost a lot first--like everything, all their goats, and sheep, their buffalo, their languages, their rivers, their sacred medicines, their jungles, their farms, their lovers, the loves of their lives--for one reason, so that their children (that's USA) would be, and remain a land of the FREE & the BRAVE--open to all and to any person, from any place who agreed on this one thing--that we would allow each other to be free, no matter what God, whose bed--not a matter of life or death--what S/HE said. We agreed to one thing, after all the small-pox and massacre of indigenous people---remember, we agreed, to be, personally, You. And personally, Me. Free from the burden of social inequity. I mean, we have messed it up over the years--but what about now--here's another chance--to be free from dependence on any idea, place, person, or thing. And let's take it personally. It's a personal choice to be free. You don't have to be free like me--be free like you want to be.
Today, I medicate myself with water and plants and animals raised by farmers I know--today, I am able to drink from a "clean" source, and because I can eat freely of the hot or the dog, the fu or the pha or the tof, my liver can detoxify anything I put into my body--and this is the beauty that makes biology, and not history, not thinking, the source of our freedom. My privileges are many, but most, to offer you a product to wear on your body that, should you choose to use its power, can end the war on terror, from inside, out. Be your own Heroin. And be free. Always & Already.
See, I love a well-fitting pants-suit, but I was born in a birthday suit--barely alive, but breathing and kicking and having won the battle my grandparents had already done--and like most indigenous people--they lost everything (we are all indigenous people, btw)--
Everywhere, there are slaves. In the US, and inside each of us and in all of the people we meet, there lives a slave to some idea we have of who we are, what we should wear, who we belong to, and what we should be. When what we are is in this freedom ring together--once the bell also called consciousness was rung, it couldn't be unrung; our political, religious, economic, ethical freedom is never at stake--and it never actually was, and we can agree that it never will be--and let freedom RING.
What will our children read about us from looking at our tweetstory e-books?
Will they ask, "What kind of "civilized people" needed a holiday to remind themselves that they were free? And why did they eat so many hot dogs and drink so much beer all day? Eeew. I thought they were, um, like, independent."
Buy a hoodie. Add a heart. Be free, now. Be love, now. Be light, now. It's really just, personal.