Time for another vorlon story;
Long ago, before I hit 12 Steppers, I was out helling around with a friend and we scored some acid and some coke. D noted we had enough dope for 3, and said he'd like to include a cousin of his who had been injured in a car accident and was now a paraplegic and who gets left out of everything.
I didn't have a problem with that, so we snagged the cousin and went back to my place and partied. The cousin got the coke, and D and I dropped the acid.
The party eventually concluded without incident and a good time was had by all. At some point D took his cousin back home and returned to my place. In my doped up condition (which was to persist for quite some time) I didn't really understand or appreciate aspects of that evening.
Yeah, providing coke to D's cousin was a bad idea, he was already on some meds from his accident, and I can't imagine cocaine doing his condition any good. However, something else happened, and that was D's care of his cousin. My place at the time was not wheel chair accessible, and D rose to the occasion and carried, carefully, his paralyzed cousin everywhere that night.
After getting into 12 Stepping, I've pondered that night, and despite his (and mine, LOL) drug problem, I've realized D was in his heart a decent guy.
Other aspects of my time with D included sex, and at the time, it was purely physical, pig rutting. Years later, I've wondered what a post 12 Steppers D would be like, and did I let someone pass thru my life I might better have kept, especially in lieu of some of the others that I did stick with that now seem less worthy?
So, we have a bunch of actions and intentions there, some good, some bad, some ambiguous, and all subject to 20/20 hindsight.
Long ago, before I hit 12 Steppers, I was out helling around with a friend and we scored some acid and some coke. D noted we had enough dope for 3, and said he'd like to include a cousin of his who had been injured in a car accident and was now a paraplegic and who gets left out of everything.
I didn't have a problem with that, so we snagged the cousin and went back to my place and partied. The cousin got the coke, and D and I dropped the acid.
The party eventually concluded without incident and a good time was had by all. At some point D took his cousin back home and returned to my place. In my doped up condition (which was to persist for quite some time) I didn't really understand or appreciate aspects of that evening.
Yeah, providing coke to D's cousin was a bad idea, he was already on some meds from his accident, and I can't imagine cocaine doing his condition any good. However, something else happened, and that was D's care of his cousin. My place at the time was not wheel chair accessible, and D rose to the occasion and carried, carefully, his paralyzed cousin everywhere that night.
After getting into 12 Stepping, I've pondered that night, and despite his (and mine, LOL) drug problem, I've realized D was in his heart a decent guy.
Other aspects of my time with D included sex, and at the time, it was purely physical, pig rutting. Years later, I've wondered what a post 12 Steppers D would be like, and did I let someone pass thru my life I might better have kept, especially in lieu of some of the others that I did stick with that now seem less worthy?
So, we have a bunch of actions and intentions there, some good, some bad, some ambiguous, and all subject to 20/20 hindsight.
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
