07-20-2014, 05:13 AM
(07-19-2014, 06:57 PM)maximumjake Wrote:...this is the FUN forum?????(07-19-2014, 04:10 PM)Erthona Wrote: edit
It occurred to me recently:
have an outlet for creativity (that I needed an outlet for my creativity)
and make it cohesive. (Make what cohesive? "outlet". or creativity)
Should I listen to a clever businessman
channeling new age nonsense
to an upper-middle class audience? (As the speaker speaks of this disdainfully, answer is obviously no.)
Or do I learn yoga,
or drink wine,
dance a little? (Is the speaker
Can't paint, or play my own music...
I think I will see it live and up close:
High Sierra trees,
and fire women...
deliberating to throw images like nets ( you really need "deliberating, maybe debating whether. Also." to throw image nets, or nets made of images ) image nets
to see what comes back;
a fish spun in the
flushed out realms of canyons
outstretched upon a silver spike.
One white circular tab of acid,
one strong mushroom
weighing approximately 1.8 grams,
a swig of rye for some warmth
prepares me to walk over
to see Lettuce perform
their infamous late night set.
Rotating through the backstage passage,
engaging in metallic smells
popular with the kids these days;
tastes like concentrated copper
as I lick my finger of the MDMA dose... (Is dose needed)
Healing energy fueled by melting sounds
is what I needed on this Independence Day holiday.
There are too many points: cohesively channeling at the start, and then relating a drug trip. I did like your explanation/images of fire works. Those are some good lines.
I guess to me it comes together nicely. What I want to do now is make it clear for others. To give some perspective, I'm not a frequent tripper, but I am a music freak and festival goer. I have one rule when it comes to psychedelic drugs: if the musical lineup and people vibes are so incredible that I feel I am tripping when sober, only then will I accept an offer of acid, and only from a team member. Never accept acid from strangers, kids. Family only, and make sure one of them is a research pharmacologist at a prestigious university.
This was my first time taking clean acid...no jitters. You will sleep with your eyes open, dreaming, incapable of intelligent speech (this was the mushrooms too...since they make each other more potent in a strange way). Acid is mechanical, like a ferrari, controllable with practice. Mushrooms, more metaphysical and containing the souls of the spore within each one.
I was spun.
My life was changed; I started to repair a whole lot of psychological damage, leading to revelations about my direction in life, what was causing my mental pain, and finally giving me the push to break out of my shell of introspection and identity crisis and connect with other human beings again...the last time I was able to do that in my brain, was 10 years ago.
Essentially, I feel 19 again in certain ways, but I still retain the parts of me that mattered most: for a long time I got away from writing...got it in my head I could bear through mathematics to become a software engineer, and create video games. This was the single worst decision of my life, and to make matters more complicated, I was enabled down this path. Failure after failure, I receded into myself, accepting the loneliness and futility of my existence. Suffering from depression at this point, rotting my brain with 12 hour video game sessions, under some delusion that I could keep this up forever.
I'm eternally thankful my enabler made some stupid political business moves and lost all their money, forcing myself, and my siblings out into the world with nothing but our brain and a bit of severance money, or I'd still be trapped there in the south Florida swamp, in my room, playing video games.
Also, this trip, it was among family, one of whom is a doctor of psychology. After the trip they answered all my questions and explained what area of me it was coming from. I have some basic understanding of clinical psychology, and areas of the brain, and have done a bit of work there myself. This half hour conversation led to the true assimilation of all the trips data: the universe told me what was best for myself, and how to begin acting on it by writing. I shouldn't of stopped writing 10 years ago. It put a plug on a lot of things for me.
Dale
tectak

