Applied Psycho-Linguistics For Beginners
What Psycho-Linguistics Can Do For You - If Your Mind Is Full Of The Proverbial
Today was wet. And humid as only few places are desired to be. “Bathtub” would be the upper end of it. Warm and wet. Although, it certainly was that, here, today. When temperature and humidity are the same. 90ºF and 90%. Yes, it was raining. And uncomfortably hot. Just one of those moments ripe for stupid thoughts. Not sure why such weather combination has this effect on the mind. Maybe only on my mind, but who knows? Others might have similar feelings about wet and hot.
Fact was, that the Horses needed to be fed - no matter what wet. And since I used the tractor to feed blocks of hey, I did not get soaked. Only jumping out to cut the plastic straps of the blocks to give the Horses space to chew the block up from the edge inward. At the second pasture, it stopped raining for a moment and the sun shone upon us. The Horses and me that was. Climbing out and walking over to the block, I saw these fellas.
“Look at that!” was my first thought. Followed by “These got to be Psychedelic. Who else would grow on shit?” Excuse me “Horse Manure”. But then I thought “Well, the Japanese must have those, too. And they call them - out of politeness and an unmistakably shyness “Shiitake”. They must have added the second “i” solely for the purpose of not offending anybody. Offending anybody is not good Japanese style. So, they added another “i” in order to cloak the real name for these shrooms. As is totally and in its entirety obvious to anybody paying attention to what they are looking at. Humans tend to say the opposite. “I’m not going to take any shit from you!” Just the opposite. These shrooms take shit. They thrive in shit. (It won’t work with “manure”, so excuse my linguistics here…) I immediately realized that these were not Shiitake mushrooms - but “Shit Take” mushrooms. Nobody in Japan calls them “Manuritake” mushrooms. Or have you ever heard anybody calling them that? Not me. Details like “…but Shiitake don’t grow on shit!” won’t count in this discussion, because, how do you know? Everybody - well, let’s just say “a lot of people” - know that there is shit all over the media. Media thrives off shit, too. And - now it gets interesting - the third thought after figuring out that these are Shit Take mushrooms, leads right to the initially described “Applied Psycho-Linguistics”. My first serious girlfriend was studying “Psycholinguistics” at the “Ludwig Maximillians Universität” in Munich. She is to blame entirely for telling me a lot about it at the dinner table. Which made me curious enough to join her as a guest student. I had to go there and listen to what the Professor had to say about “Psycholinguistics”. Of course he had to say a lot about it.
For practical reasons, that is of little concern in this matter here. The only thing that matters here is the third thought about the Shit Takers. “They must be Psychedelic!” Now, I can reassure you like Pinocchio without growing a long nose, that I never had any of those. For the simple reason that I am already there - likely. Not that I consider myself in any shape or form a “sage”, or anything like it. I say that, because in the really good old days - that were not as old as they were really good - Alan Watts, Terence McKenna, Ram Dass and a bunch of other really amazing folks attended a party in honor of such a sage. He was a Guru, too. When the boys started to hand out LSD trips, the Master grabbed them all and swallowed them. That freaked the crew of amazing fellas totally out. Like they tripped without having taken one. The master did that. They were all stunned, waiting what would happen to the Guru. But nothing happened. Nothing at all and everybody couldn’t believe it. So, one of them asked the Master, “Excuse me for asking, but these were LSD trips and you took them all. Why is nothing happening with you?” And the Master replied “I am already there.” This is not some fairy tale. It really happened and you can investigate it. You can imagine that I had to laugh about visualizing the reaction of the day trippers to that statement. Without being anything like that, I am convinced that I am already there and don’t want to challenge that belief. Which is, why I never took any shrooms, trips, or any other drugs. Life is challenging enough to me, so I have always gratefully rejected any drugs.
To conclude this little merry thought go round, “psychedelic” comes from “psyche” and “psyche” is a the root of “psycho” and therefor, if the Shit Take shroom is “psychedelic”, it will fit the title of having led to the chain of thoughts based on the psychology of linguistics. Or “psychedelic-linguistics”. The whole thing helped me over the wet and hot today - telling me that there is something funny “out there”, if you are willing to let it in. Not digestively, though. Who knows what will happen with these shrooms ingested? If you know these shrooms, you can let me know - as I am in no position (based on exhaustion) to look it up on the interwebs.
Paraphrasing a statement by Lord Helmet from the hilariously funny movie by Mel Brooks - Spaceballs - “Pop ‘em if you got ‘em”. With, or without popping anything, I hope you have a fantastic night and/or day!
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I just edited this piece, because the man below thought it would refer to Hitler. Although I may talk about the cretin in conjunction with my family's loss of everything in WWII, but that's it. What I noted though, is this adoration of him that has grabbed my birth country once more. Raising the right arm is now chic again. But - as with the first time - it will fail miserably once again.
This was QUITE entertaining!! Thanks! ^_^