reply to post by Doc Velocity
Doc, Bro it sounds like you got dosed.
You describe a chemical induced psychosis to a t.
Been to Bangcock (snick) lately?
Chloral Hydrate is pretty snoozy, but super pure, super concentrated methamphetamines can rock your world.
Ever smoke any Diviners Sage? It's frisky, but risky.
How about Lysergic acid 25? Sandoz is clean, but spooks use something more like a 5,000mic zone dose. It's a "retirement benefit", you'll usually
hang yourself or swallow a school bus, or attempt flying from some towering giant leering demoness who can look like a building to get ya to step into
her little game.
Then we have peyote (makes ya puke N disassociate).
Ayahuasca, it's really organic '___', Let the shamans guide you, they know about where you are...really...everybody goes there. It may be an
alternate reality. Machine Dwarves, waifs part humanish part blossom, part butterfly, and the negroes, brightly feathered say forget the night, stay
with us here in forests of asure, out here on the perimeter we is stoned....imaculate...or some such, but you'll breath some smoke from a bowl of
patchouli and poppy latex and the dragon will chase you into sweet dreams of brown nymphs and firefly children.
Tomorrow the shaman will tell you a sacred thing.
Tonight he'll watch over you, wise in his magic, innocent in his sharing, deadly for dangerous visions that beckon you forever.
His sacred word is....nevermore.
I think he reads Poe.
We could trip through the endless micoplasms and halucinagenic mold, cane toads say lick me dude!
I'm glad you survived if you are.
We are not here more than we are.
It's all just how you look at things.
In perspective human experience is...well...lacking.
We need wierd trips, religons, drugs, drunken sex with fifteen strangers in a VW Microbus.
You know...normal stuff.
Take any gods that'll take you, for mankinds imaginings obscure the invisible, the spiritual, the tiny golden lights you see swarming around before
you go out.
Gone before, here to sing you home.
But I wouldn't worry.
I'll smoke a few camels and a couple of good cigars this eve, and I'll ask whatever gods there be to catch you if you fall...it takes a little while
to light up and swarm.
Doubt this advice, it profits not those entangled with flesh.
Embrace voodoo mumbo jumbo, deny science.
Now look....I've flown!
Idiot savant in Residence.