A Spiritual Vagabond

[Weed… High AF… Random Conversation.]

"When the fuck did that happen?"

"Dude… It's been a minute, back when I had the red eclipse I think."

"Do you remember what he said?"

"Yeah, just about."

"Well… What did he say?"

"It's a story low key, you got time for that?"

"Hell yeah… Out here actin' like niggas got places to be or somethin'."

"Okay bruh, but don't start bitchin' about me being long winded all the time."

"You said it not me…"

"Bruh! Fine, fuck it just listen. I was at the intersection in front of the River Road ramp heading towards Delhi."

"Out there where you went to school?"

"Yeah, it was towards the end of the semester and I distinctly remember the weather being nice as fuck that day. There was a crippled dude in a wheel chair sitting on the median; Typical looking homeless person,if there is such a thing..."

"A typical looking homeless person?"

"Shut the fuck up bruh. So, I don't know why, but he made me feel some type of way… It wasn't anything specific; I guess the best way to describe it would be that threshold you feel when you see a homeless dude and the little voice in your head decides whether or not to give them money."

"I know exactly what you mean."

"Right though, and when I felt that I looked for money or even some change but didn't have shit. Those days I was just as broke as you low key."

"FUCKK YOUU!"

"It was just a joke bruh… Gotta walk on egg shells around y'all these days."

"Just get to the point – Cunt."

"So I have no money, but my mind immediately shot to the water bottles I used to keep in the trunk – Before I peeped game on the fact that BPA was probably getting into my water when it got hot."

"The story..."

"I must've been possessed by the spirit or somethin' because I parked my car and grabbed like 3 or 4 water bottles to give him. Dude was super thankful too, but before I walked away he asked what made me stop to give him the water and honestly, I wasn't sure so I told him it just felt right."

"Hmm…"

"Yeah, and how he responded is what really surprised me… Let me think for a second – it was something like, 'I find it interesting that some people intuitively help others, while others intuitively don't."

"Damn."

"I was gonna ask what he meant by that, but he didn't really give me a chance to ask to many questions. This is when our convo went out into left field on some Secret History of the World type shit."

"I never did finish that…"

"Well if you ever get the chance… He said this led him to conclude that good and evil must exist on an intuitive level for humans, but asked me why I thought that was. I told him I couldn't be sure, but felt that life experiences definitely play a role."

"For sure."

"And he agreed too, but asked me if I was familiar with djinn thought forms."

"What the fuck?"

"I'll explain it through the story – he began by saying that he felt there were certain energies that affected how people think and act throughout the city. Like a sense of peacefulness when you're looking over the city at Fairview Park, or that 'plastic' feeling you get when you're up on McMillan these days."

"McMillan used to feel like you were in a Harry Potter book… remember that big castle lookin' building?"

"Yeahhh, good lord it's been a minute since I thought about that!"

"That was Hogwarts but with a spell on it to make it look jank like in the book."

"Damnnn… I never really thought about it like that, but that's exactly the point this homeless dude was tryin' to make. He told me that he experienced this intuitive dynamic between good and evil shift when certain changes in his environment occurred."

"That's some real shit."

"It gets deeper… He thought it was demographics–"

"Hold up…"

"What bruh?"

"Was dude really using all these concepts? Or is this you re-phrasing it?"

"Yes, now where the fuck was I… Oh, he thought it was a demographics based phenomena but he went all over the city and realized it was impossible – That the same things happening in places like Mount Adams were also happening in places like Avondale, etcetera etcetera."

"Like what…"

"He didn't give me too many examples, but one thing I remember him mentioning was that traffic had a polarizing effect on people – No matter where he was, if traffic was super thick then people were more likely to either give him money or throw him shade – even yell shit at him."

"Who the fuck yells at a homeless guy?"

"I think people are more cruel to homeless people then nah… Dude! Just the other day WorldStar's Vine Comp had that homeless chick getting fucked up by two other people."

"You're right! It was that bitch in the pink."

"Yup…"

"But she was on some bullshit. Being homeless doesn't give you a pass to act the fool."

"Those people are fucked up though – you don't get into situations like that without having been through some real ass shit."

"There are lots of people who are fucked up that aren't homeless but also act the fool, and when they do they get fucked up."

"Okay okay I see your point. Anyways, I do remember one example. Dude was tellin' me that even those orange traffic cones make a difference."

"Let me play devil's advocate real quick… Even if what he's talking about is real, how does this relate to the whole 'Djinn thought form' thing?"

"He was like – Now tell me why little things like cones on a street corner change how people treat me… And I couldn't. Can you?"

"Well… Psychology. You're the one talking about those Coursera classes on psychology 'n shit – Like how consumer psychologists can control how your eyes move through a display at a store… All that shit."

"Exactly bruh."

"What–"

"That's one side of the story, but think about it like this… Scientists study that shit objectively, they observe what's happening in the moment and rationalize it – but what is causing your neurons to fire the way they do? What is triggering your mind to start processing the experience, even on the level of it being a visual stimulus like… like seeing those orange cones for example?!"

"I don't necessarily agree with dude – it's a fuckin' stretch for real, but this is some pretty in-depth shit for a homeless guy."

"Righttt, but that's where dude's dialogue on djinn becomes relevant. The idea that these objects have spirits associated with them and they can interact with other 'conscious' beings – type shit."

"Who the fuck is this guy?"

"I was wondering the same thing, so I asked straight up – You seem wayyy to intelligent to be homeless, what happened to you?"

"And?"

"Because he could never figure 'it' out, and that's word-for-word what he said."

"What he mean by that?"

"Its sounds like he got obsessed with all of this abstract shit right when he got out of high school. Then he started seeing the number 6 everywhere and hoarding all kinds of info about secret societies and government conspiracies n' shit."

"O-kay…"

"From there it just got out of hand – Drugs, all kinds of occult shit, fell in and out of love and there were some deaths in his family… Life shit."

"He said that on 2012 he realized he was Jesus Christ, but that he couldn't be…"

"That makes no sense."

"Maybe, maybe not. He showed me this little equation that represented his numerology and brought up 'sidereal' astrology – don't ask me what it is. Long story short, it felt like he got obsessed with; himself."

"What makes you say that?"

"All of dude's arguments came back to him and how his story fit into his belief system. It was all about validating who he thought he was."

"But maybe that's all anyone does."

"What?"

"I mean… Why does anyone do what they do?"

"That's broad as fuck–"

"People have this idea of what feels good and what they want, then act accordingly… So what's the difference? But you got all this from handing someone a water bottle."

"Yeah bruhhhh, but I don't know though… That's some deep shit for real. On a different note; Better Call Saul!?"

"Let me make some food."

"You always got some extra shit to do."

"BRUH!"