Waiting on a Friend...

Waiting on a friend. That is me. Often. And when I am, I do hear and sing along with that Rolling Stones song. Yesterday my friend and I met up and had a fabulous Thanksgiving dinner at just around noon. It was fabulous, everything you could want or imagine. We filled ourselves up with food, and then hung out together. We chatted, tried to avoid talking about the fascist regime, and stuck to philosophy, music and our days of wonder together. We watched Spike Lee's amazing and dazzling new movie starring Denzel Washington, "Highest 2 Lowest," (2025). Is it a fucking great movie? Yes, indeed, it is.  My friend told me she had a "visionary dream," the night before. We often tell eachother, right before we go to sleep, "Let's get an answer," it seems the previous night she did. What was the answer? "Change Your Mind." We both thought that was brilliant advice. A message from the gods & angels. It can applied in so many ways, and in any situation. Sort of a superpower. We have the ability to transform ourselves & the world in a blink of an eye. The human mind is sort of an amazing thing, it should be used, it is flexible, strong, and open. But of course, it's left up to us to decide what is worthy of changing, and what is worth sticking to. I immediately ran thru many of my own personal beliefs & prejudices, lazy thoughts, and tentative answers. I imagined a menu sort of like a stone tablet. What will I chisel in stone? What will I erase? Maybe I could start over from scratch? Roll away the stone and instead write on the waves, or in the breeze with invisible ink. Yes.