Pontius Pilate
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 22, 2014
- Messages
- 68
I'm antisocial; no diagnosis except my own, but were I to see a shrink, I could easily be labeled. Of course, that's only if I were honest, because I could also aim for a welfare check off mental handicap, or pass a professional psych evaluation. I'm no liar though, except out of absolute necessity.
My disposition is as such, usually: lack of empathy, unresponsive to emotional stimuli, and flat affect (on a positive baseline though).
On a separate but relative note, I am also prone to abnormal delusions of reference and am highly impressionable.
Hallucinogens have, for me, allowed a deep and rational insight into my origin and development. They've engaged a passion for cognitive science and a hobby of spiritual mythologies and occult practice. I've become, since adopting psychedelia in my early teens, quite strange and obscure in taste.
Of course, that's only the constructive side of it all. So-called entheogens are only so when used as such. Like Paracelsus said and whatnot. Hallucinogens, both psychedelic and dissociative (and even deleriant on occasion), often distort or introduce ideas that, given my admittedly untenable grounding in reality, can lead to bizarre, subtle manias or straight up psychotic tangents.
I'm also now an addict of novelty, which has led to some pretty deranged places.
All said though, I'm very well adjusted, despite my fucked up. I'm an elementary school teacher at a charter school, and I'm only 22. I have few friends, but only due to my disinterest and disdain for most. I take care of my family.
My disposition is as such, usually: lack of empathy, unresponsive to emotional stimuli, and flat affect (on a positive baseline though).
On a separate but relative note, I am also prone to abnormal delusions of reference and am highly impressionable.
Hallucinogens have, for me, allowed a deep and rational insight into my origin and development. They've engaged a passion for cognitive science and a hobby of spiritual mythologies and occult practice. I've become, since adopting psychedelia in my early teens, quite strange and obscure in taste.
Of course, that's only the constructive side of it all. So-called entheogens are only so when used as such. Like Paracelsus said and whatnot. Hallucinogens, both psychedelic and dissociative (and even deleriant on occasion), often distort or introduce ideas that, given my admittedly untenable grounding in reality, can lead to bizarre, subtle manias or straight up psychotic tangents.
I'm also now an addict of novelty, which has led to some pretty deranged places.
All said though, I'm very well adjusted, despite my fucked up. I'm an elementary school teacher at a charter school, and I'm only 22. I have few friends, but only due to my disinterest and disdain for most. I take care of my family.