The dentist I saw today was a hippie like no other. Starting with some standard, what is your major questions, she quickly went on to explain her deeper feelings about god. This all occured while I was staring at her with my mouth open, unable to voice a single objection.

She seemed heavily influenced by Native American tradition, and spoke of a revealation she had while meditating at an ancient Santa Barbara burial ground on Catalina Island. Apparently after passing the piece pipe, she went into a trance and came really, really, really close to seperating her mind from her body. But didn’t. She said the experience changed her life forever anyways though.

Perhaps her greatest insight was when she described how she would want to die. It would involve a noise, her body imploding and then exploding. The noise, a sharp beeeeeOOOOO WOP, would correspond with her impoding (the beeeeeeoOOOOO) and then exploding (WOP). If she could have it her way, that is how she would go. A beam me up Scotty of sorts.

She was vehimetly opposed to any change happening on Earth, and keep getting back to how short of a time man has been here. She ditested the fact that after a mere hundred thousand years, man was permanetly changing the Earth. Her notion of God was someone who created the Earth, took a phone call, and then realized that man came and changed all that he created into something else.

If I would not have had a thin, sharp metal device scrapping my teeth, I would have argued that the Earth is in a constant state of change. One organisms polluntant is anothers’ oxygen. Oxygen was at first a poision on the Earth, now it is vital to existance.

Ok so that was a ramble. The main point is that change is good. The Earth is changing. Trying to stop it is futile. Technology will save us all.

On another note I completed a description of the first Rave I went to, along with a recollection of a childhood battle, complete with artillery, a hero, and an exploding paing can. I will post them in the fiction section shortly.