I wake up each morning with the sunrise, it streams into my mind interfering with my dream landscape, and for a moment the two are superimposed, then like a struggling duality only one can be observed, usually the one with the telephone ringing.
I always start my day by taking the dog for a walk, having a coffee with Leary and reading the newspapers, then just before the crowds set upon us we wander down to the ocean to check out the surf.
This morning i was a bit anxious as i was meeting with Jake whom i have not seen in a while, and there was a few fatherly insecurities jumping around the last few days that i had kind of dealt with by not dealing with them. So anyways it was a bit anxious, there's a lot of history and mythology that has been created about drop out dad and i have always been keen to live up to it.
However today was a real revelation. Jake and i wandered into Babylon and had a cup of tea in the bookshop. He had just seen Donnie Darko and we were talking about the idea of giant rabbits, drugs, mental illness, under the milky way, time loops, quantum theory etc. it was a very interesting conversation and revealing in that jake was listening to me.
Later he confessed he was at a stage in life where he was bored, there were lots of options and they were all presenting themselves, he did not know what to do. Cautious of my position i said he should think about doing what he loves doing and not stress out to much, but i was kinda chuffed that he was able to be honest with me and value my wisdom.
I have a deal with Jake where I have always bought him whatever book he wanted, its an arrangement we have had since he was 3 and he has never abused the deal, so today i bought him two books to alleviate the boredom.
After we did a bit of shopping, i showed him some of the music i had been doing, it's pretty elementary, kinda ambient stuff but we knocked out a couple of rhythm tracks and he was quite interested in the process, he has a good ear, anyways we parted on good terms and at the moment that's all i can ask for really.

Then it was off into the city for the Premiere of the Directors cut of 'What the Beep' which i have to say was disappointing, the same old stuff repeated over and over by various academics who assume their audience are all dumb. There were a few inconsistencies, they spent the first hour slagging of the dogma of religion, then presented science as fact. Science is a fable. Other issues i have with it is in their animation where they tried to explain dimensions, they stopped at three. Excuse me! For a bunch of scientists in a Ramtha cult i think they could have gone much further. They never talked about drugs at all unless it was in addiction context, yet when talking about change of consciousness surely drugs are entry point. Don't get me wrong, i like the ideas in the movie and think they did a good job with the first cut, the second is just an info ad for ramtha. Everytime i saw her speak i felt like she was about to say,'Humans of earth do not panic. My alien fleet hovers above waiting for your surrender.' They should just edit her out.
What i find amazing is that all these academics and cult members all tell us to create their own reality, which is possible, but they do it from the safety of their studies and faculties, i would say, 'Go take your reality into Somalia.'
Then tell me about it. Yeah, i was a bit disappointed. But on the way home I created a reality that involved a giant rabbit playing a tiny electic guitar at the junction on King Street. And later i sat next to a skateboarding quantum mathmatiician who had also seen the movie, he wanted to debreif and we agreed on its weaknesses. He was talking about how he is building a quantum computer. I asked him if he could access information from the quantum vaccunm and he said 'Only if the information wants to reveal itself to you.'
Later he confessed how he had become a scientist to disprove the existance of god and now he was faced with the idea that science itself is a god substitute. He said it was like reading only the left pages of a book.
Both Leary and I said to him point blank, he should have been in the movie.
So in the tradition of creating your own reality, yeah it was an intresting night.