wAy AA

it was 1990 when i got sober. but i actually ‘came to’ in an AA meeting ‘and SKY-ROCKETED in to recovery before thirty days. tut! blahblha.. . i quit AA in 1996. truth or dare? ok, truth. too much grab-ass without any compensation or thanks. then i moved to smalltown usa about that time, lived through the pollyanna and wannabuy and poored my own.. and i didnt get my GOLD MEDALLION from my home-group. self-centered bastards. yeah. thats the truth about me quittin AA. i will have to rant my stories some day. ive not drank booze for this long now.. and i live about it. ive since had a brain injury and remember fukall about my past… . but things i heard.. those people, they were so real.. so.. down to earth and.. So not afraid to touch the sky. and on the flip? alcoholics are some of the sickest mo-foes ever.. pink clouds with rage and people walked in their own shoes with or wanting the stench of shoe-death. even the brilliant mosaic water grafitti on nicotine canvas kicks my ass. i cant think always in a line youd name straight. i lived in a roach-infested studio, at that time, with a bath down the hall and junkies behind the door. i had a beautiful view of the city if i hadda pee! but out my Own window three stories down.. i watched the ritual.. rite-of-passage of those REAL alcoholics.. huddled in a circle drinkin AquaNet hairspray via some clear-glass bottle. always the same, one pointing to the next as if to say, “nah, man.. you go.” As if it were poison. i coined them the Breakfast Club. it was really interesting (ok, i was Engrossed and Obsessed) because somehow somewhere in some ae deliberate deliverance; the transmission lines of one drunk to the next and how the barriers or communication ALWAYS remained:WE’RE WALKIN DIFFERENT PATHS BUT GOIN TO THE SAME PLACE . .drunks will haunt me forever. the power of example never really worked for me.. all things hit me after they hit you.. . like a ton of bricks sometimes. and its easier to Get a clue once you Got a clue. . . .. i hanged on like a hunk of wallpaper and mocked and laughed at those who screamed BRAINWASHING. with that said.. nothing i have to offer about AA is Original (maybe) and i truly hope my misquoted memory wont fuck up your drinking.

 

people who go “on the wagon” usually fall off

Rewind:

up your nose up your arm up your ass or down your throat..john barleycorn will have his way with you.. you can surrender or have a date with the undertaker..the only way OUT is in the casket.. the only way not to make it in AA is the beligerent denial of things spiritual.. so no matter which way you go there is sobriety in the end.. you’ll get sober while youre still breathin or three days after your dead.

thanks for listening