That's irritating

I saw this bald guy talking to a bunch of lost souls and he kept moving his hands, round and round and round, like he thought it was the thing to do. It gave me a headache so I turned away.

He was talking about escaping the ego but he himself was a giant ego.

What do you mean, anyway? Give me something honest to hold onto, like grabbing a magic horse. Yeah, if someone told me to find a magic horse in the treetops and to grab onto its mane and take off and fly then I'd do that. Stop telling me to let go and be free. That's too easy, man.

I'm irritated by these false prophets. I'm not moved by them in a positive way one bit. Nobody really seems to get the fucking nothing, man. Nobody gets it!

What's going on with Russia!? I don't know what to do. I saw this guy yesterday get totally in a sweat because some chick found out the code to his underground cave where he did some kind of bad shit. "Is this the collective unconcious?" I thought. No. It was just a dream.

Sometimes, when I'm picking oranges out in the field, I come across thoughts which I don't like. They irritate me. Thoughts like, "What am I gonna do tonight?" or "I wonder why this Earth's here?" or "Peas make soup but I'm a gloop." What is that shit, man?

I'll tell you what else irritates me. The good ol' USA. Someone said, "I was away for years and things were going wrong but then I got the money together and now I'm home in the USA."

Man, if you'd been away for years you wouldn't talk like that. No way. That just irritates me.

Anything else?

Sure, lots of things. But I don't want to go on and on about them. That sort of thing irritates me.

God! Everything's so darn irritating!