“no left turn unstoned”… that’s how Kesey and the Pranksters inverted the old platitude “no stone left unturned”. Of course they were talking about drugs. But in another way it’s true I think. We’re born stoned. By a certain anti-bliss chemistry administered through a secondary channel of ordinary consciousness, we acquire the requisite sobriety to take life seriously. Hold down a dull job in a pointless profession, resist emptiness, struggle in one way or another to survive. All the while, unbeknownst to us, megawatts of finely vibrating bliss are shimmering through our beings. A Taoist master taught me how to cultivate the energy of awakening; but it could be described differently: The energy is there, waiting to be discovered, waiting for us to turn away from the delivery system that drips the anti-bliss chemistry.
