The State Fair as a Spiritual Experience.

Florida state fair Feb 2025. The Greatest Carnival on the Planet.

I’m no stranger to spirituality or awakened states of consciousness…

I was talking with a friend about people going to sacred sites, to get magic crystals, or India or wherever, so they can find themselves or learn something…and all locations and objects are bullshit. It’s just the fluff.

I have in front of me pieces of the Basilica of St John, The Temple of Artemis and the Tomb of Mary mother of Jesus. They are just rocks.

I have lived in the Outback with Australian First Nation tribes, spent months with the Maori, the Hawaiian Kahuna and Native Americans…I spent most of 2023 living full time in a retreat in South Africa. I’ve done all the things.

Ill tell you the secrets here on this Substack and you can save yourself the hassle. All the love for your fellow man and the love for yourself is already inside you. And it’s always been there. That’s what you learn in India at the Ashram, or In the desert while covered in mescaline and dream catchers.

Your welcome.

On that note…

NOTHING could have prepared me for the raw spiritually awakening power of the Florida State Fair.

As a young man I was once a deranged hippie. Full of rage at the destroyers of Our Mother Earth. Which was everyone in the world except me and about 8 friends…

I touched no plastic, I used no money If I could help it, and I was sour and very unhappy. I was so busy hating on everyone not living up to my demented Gaia approved standards I was dying inside.

I was vegan, wore no shoes…. my survival system was that the energy from the earth flowed up through my bare feet, into my body, through the chakras and out through the crown chakra, then back through the beaver tail dreadlock and down to the earth and then up and around me in a cycle, forming a powerful energy shield round me that kept all the evil out.

In 1997 I had a devastating hippy wig out one day in a bar (La Luna) in downtown Wellington.

I got overwhelmed with the perfume, the boozy smell, the cigarettes, the yelling, the crazed laughter, the weird looks and the pure beer drinking planet killing normie-ness of it all. I staggered outside to get some air… outside was a fat gal puking into the gutter while holding a bag of McDonalds.

A car full of drunk young men drove past and screamed “FAGGOT!!!”, at long haired me.

I was hit by the petrol fumes and then the barf whif…

I snapped, and took off running straight up into the park.

There is a massive park in the middle of Wellington NZ. A large botanical garden. Anytime I had to go to a city I would Immediately go directly to the biggest and best park or garden in that city and Connect with all the nature spirits. I would give them my allegiance and they would give me protection. Then I could function for a few hours at a time in the concrete hell of the city.

Well this wig out found me alternating between running and sneaking about on all fours through the bush of the gardens like a wolf for an hour or so. Breathing in the healing spores and rapturous energies of the woods and drinking the cool mossy waters of the fish pond.

… I came right and headed back to the bar, catching my friends just as they were leaving…

“Bro, Why are you covered in dirt and sticks?”

“Oh I was just having a little bush walk…” I kept these monumental wig outs secret.

Just between me and the moss…

Anyway I was reminded of the above wig out because today I saw a fat gal puking up rancid fair food into a rubbish bin, at the Florida State Fair. I caught a good whiff of it… and was sent right back to that time.

Instead of running into the woods and racing about like a wolf in tie dyed pants, I just chilled.

Now if there is anything on this planet that Is the opposite of living on Organic Food and Rainwater on a commune in the deep bush of New Zealand, like I used to, it The Florida State Fair.

Working in Drug and Chemical Detox over the years I have sent the following data to trainees.

Signs of Heavy Metal Toxicity: affected patients drawn to Man made: artificial environments (prefer Disneyland or Vegas over trip to the ocean or forests), prefer loud repetitive beats, over melodic music. When patients have detoxed heavy metals the change of entertainment and music preferences is sometimes startling. An interesting anecdote.

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Well I would go as far to say that the people who were both giving and receiving the energy flows of the Florida State Fair are not the healthiest folk, bless their massive hearts. The bright lights, the loud music, the toxic food, the booze, the spinning terrifying rides… it’s quite something.

I was not ready for the powerful spiritual experience of the State fair.

I felt good that I was with my people, the Carnies…I am a Carine and worked the mean shows of West US for many years, and I did spend time bonding with them, which is why I always go to the fairs. Being a Carnie is like being Goth. If you “Were a Carnie… then you never really were a Carnie”

I am OF Carnie and From Carnie. as we say with our slang and our stories… but what was a shock at this fair… was that the people at the fair… looked ROUGHER than the Carnies.

That fucking threw me…

The people at the fair were … ROUGHER than the Carnies. My world was upside down. I always thought I was down there with the Carnes looking out, at the high class marks.

I started to get a bit judgy and cynical… I almost went into a “decay of modern values, health and society, everyone and everything is fucked, rabbit hole spiral.

But then in a flash, part of one of my favorite prayers came to me…

May all beings be at ease!

Let none deceive another,

Or despise any being in any state.

Let none through anger or ill-will

Wish harm upon another.

I rallied! I started chatting to them and loving them. I started smiling and projecting love into all of them, and seeing perfection in each and every one of them. No one needed to change to be more acceptable to me.

They were all perfect and beautiful.

First there was a guy and gal hammered drunk dancing to Cotton Eye Joe.

When I was 17 I remember dancing to this song in a barn in rural NZ mashed on Southern Comfort.

I danced with them! We did cowboy dances and Let out excited cowboy screams and people smiled and they laughed and we were in love with the world.

Then there was young redneck mom who was dancing with her tiny baby. To Kid Rock, to that “I’m a Cowboy baby” song … The baby stared at me smiling as they danced and I smiled and danced looking at this baby. Till I felt so much love for humanity I cried. Tears streaming down my face like a total spaz.

This scared the gal a bit and she smiled nervously and headed off.

This mom smokes a cigarette with her baby. LOVE and LIGHT TO YOU.

There was the lady on the mobility scooter filming her daughter dancing. Bliss.

I took my boy to the Gravatron and saw a girl and guy display so much love and tenderness for each other in the line that it made my heart soar. She looked amazing. Short brown Pixie Cut, tattoo on her chest and what blew my mind was some kind of low down crotch tattoo of some kind. That black triangle down there is not underpants, I doubt she was wearing any. It was some massive intricate tattoo.

She was a work art. I hope they have ten kids.

I then saw these rocking Goths strutting past the fried Oreo Hut, and I sent them the LOVE AND THE LIGHT. They did not know that I’m so Goth I fart dead bats.

I was wearing a trucker hat, a totally hippy shirt and German sandals WITH SOCKS, and khaki shorts. We call this CRINGEMAXXING in the industry.

Well I couldn’t just rock over and schmooze them into a TGT¹.

Because it’s not 2002 I’m not this guy anymore…

Its 2025 and Im this guy

Still could have pulled it off though… just sayin.

What I love about Florida is that you can literally wear anything. No one cares. As a person who has cringed out so many people with my demented outfits, I love it.

You can dress down or dress up! It’s all good here.

This guy looked awesome, you can’t see it, but his jeans had sparkly diamonds all over the front and his jacket had amazing designs of birds and trees. His shoes were so white and clean they hurt my eyes.

I was spiraling out of control with my love for all beings. I almost went up to this guy and told him he was beautiful and tried to hug him. But I checked myself… and went and got a meal that embodied and personified the fair to help ground me.

This is the PLATTER. Its 3 Barbeque Battered Ribs, a pile of Pulled Pork, Baked beans with bacon, fries, and a big chunk of smoked chicken.

I’ve been on my farm for months, living out of my garden on blended green drinks, salads, and omelets from my wonderful chickens. Drinking only the purest water, and breathing the purest air…

In one hit, I balanced all that out.

It shut down the crazy spiritual high I was on and chilled me the fuck out.

The meat sweats and dry horrors hit hard so I got a huge ice tea and we went to the Ferris Wheel to wrap up the night. I knew a few rotations of that magic ride would soothe my black guts.

All is well in the world.

One of my mentors once told me:

“In the icy peaks of the Himalayas, we see the perfection of it all in the evolutionary journey of beings. And at the same moment, the caring part of us is like the bleeding heart of Jesus, and we look down and see the blood on the snow. We keep both of those in mind at every moment so we can help beings who are suffering in the way they need to be helped. If we are really going to help them get out of the illusion, we ourselves must not get lost in the illusion.”

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There is no barrier between you and loving your fellow man. We can help all those around us in the way they need to be helped.

Thanks for reading.

And here’s a Prayer :)

Wishing: In gladness and in safety,

May all beings be at ease.

Whatever living beings there may be;

Whether they are weak or strong, omitting none,

The great or the mighty, medium, short or small,

The seen and the unseen,

Those living near and far away,

Those born and to-be-born —

May all beings be at ease!

Let none deceive another,

Or despise any being in any state.

Let none through anger or ill-will

Wish harm upon another.

Even as a mother protects with her life

Her child, her only child,

So with a boundless heart

Should one cherish all living beings;

Radiating kindness over the entire world:

Spreading upwards to the skies,

And downwards to the depths;

Outwards and unbounded,

Freed from hatred and ill-will.

1. Tubby Gothic Threeway.

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