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One day I was hanging out with a drug runner in Chicago. Why? I have no idea. It was an
accident. I found myself kidnapped and underway.
We were downtown and trying to get to a meeting when suddenly an ambulance came screeching
by parting the way like Mary's legs for baby Jesus (because God is big, yo). All of the
cars pulled over to the side and stopped in order for the ambulance to pass by. There
was suddenly no traffic on the entire street.
We followed behind the ambulance at high speed as it hurtled through space and time during
downtown traffic. I read the sign on the ambulance screaming at us to stay back. I heard all
the voices of my life conditioning me to give way and never follow and ambulance. I felt
the feelings trying to force my compliance.
I was breaking a taboo. My mind and body confused by fear and exhilaration. I broke free from
a social taboo as a passenger aside a social criminal.
How liberating!
How scary is social conditioning?
I follow ambulances all of the time now to get across town. I break as many social taboos
as I can so that I may liberate myself from absurdity.
What else have I been forced to limit in my consciousness?
I have lived in other countries where no one cares about an ambulance. Even regions of
Europe do not give a *** about an ambulance en route to the hospital in order to save
a person's life.
Woohooo! Break free of your bonds. Go chase an ambulance! Don't hurt anyone though.
ha ha.