I like to think of MDMA as the New Years drug. I don't do it that often, and I usually only do it in small groups with close friends.
Well I'd had a cap with a point for quite some time, and we surprisingly had no other drugs for New Years, which was in many ways a nice change.
We were chilling at a beach house and had smoked all the weed, as that's just what you do at the coast, so by the time New Years came I had a cap, my girlfriend had a cap, and there was just A LOT of alcohol everywhere. Like I said I like MDMA as a small group, kind of more personal thing so I was considering not taking it, as I hate being the only guy munting his brains out, perhaps another reason why I don't take it that often, I tend to have one of those "Holy shit look at the munted fuck!" kind of faces when I'm on MDMA.
This went around in my head for most the night, that was until a mate rocks up with a gram to spread the love. Many of our close friends are moving away for Uni, so we were all going to miss each other a lot and it just felt right. One last hoorah!
Basically pretty much everyone got some, including a few first timers, and we spent the night spinning sets, chatting shit and just simply appreciating each others company (and the neighbours who I invited in with saucer-eyed enthusiasm :D)
I distinctly remember a small conversation with three or four of my closest friends over a few bongs, and it struck me, a huge sadness. A sadness that this was fucking illegal.
It's perfectly cool to go out on the town and get so drunk you don't even remember what you did, but it's actually illegal to take a small amount of powder and TRULY bond with your friends and those who you love. It occurred to me that if more people did this and bonded with each other, rather than drink themselves to a messy stupor, the world could be a better place.
I had conversations that night with friends whom I had drifted from, just before they left, and had I not told them how I really felt about our drifting friendships, and how I would truly miss them, and I how I truly believed in their ability to chase their dreams and succeed, well I probably never would have forgiven myself.
It was also extremely heart warming to see my girlfriend coming out of her shell and talking to other openly and honestly, she's the quiet type and it can be really difficult for her to communicate in big groups sometimes, which I can only presume is hard for her, what with me being as extroverted. It was lovely to see her smiling, and laughing and being with others how she would normally be with me, when anxiety has no bearing on her actions and she is comfortable.
Cut forward to the sunrise, myself and many of my friends on the beach in a big group. We watched the sun rise out of the ocean, almost like a mushroom cloud of unbelievable brightness.
We all stood in scattered silence, watching the new year dawn and realised we are all growing up whether we like it or not, and that it is perhaps time for a change. As sad as this is, it's also exciting.
The words that brought me peace today were those of Terrence McKenna presented to me through the music of Shpongle: "Nothing lasts, everything is changing into something else. Nothing is wrong, everything is on track."
I watched the waves roll in close to the shore, and realised that the ocean is just a metaphor for what we all experience day to day. We're all stuck in shore, being knocked around by these tiny waves, all of our tiny problems we make out the be a bigger deal than they are in our head.
We focus so much on all the little pointless negatives, that we never progress beyond them.
This compared to the horizon. The deep end, where anything can happen and things are out of our control, but where the waves sit still in a flat line of calm.
I realised it was the deep end I wanted to be.
To progress beyond the shore, and make my mind an ocean, I suppose was my New Years resolution for 2012.
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Well I'd had a cap with a point for quite some time, and we surprisingly had no other drugs for New Years, which was in many ways a nice change.
We were chilling at a beach house and had smoked all the weed, as that's just what you do at the coast, so by the time New Years came I had a cap, my girlfriend had a cap, and there was just A LOT of alcohol everywhere. Like I said I like MDMA as a small group, kind of more personal thing so I was considering not taking it, as I hate being the only guy munting his brains out, perhaps another reason why I don't take it that often, I tend to have one of those "Holy shit look at the munted fuck!" kind of faces when I'm on MDMA.
This went around in my head for most the night, that was until a mate rocks up with a gram to spread the love. Many of our close friends are moving away for Uni, so we were all going to miss each other a lot and it just felt right. One last hoorah!
Basically pretty much everyone got some, including a few first timers, and we spent the night spinning sets, chatting shit and just simply appreciating each others company (and the neighbours who I invited in with saucer-eyed enthusiasm :D)
I distinctly remember a small conversation with three or four of my closest friends over a few bongs, and it struck me, a huge sadness. A sadness that this was fucking illegal.
It's perfectly cool to go out on the town and get so drunk you don't even remember what you did, but it's actually illegal to take a small amount of powder and TRULY bond with your friends and those who you love. It occurred to me that if more people did this and bonded with each other, rather than drink themselves to a messy stupor, the world could be a better place.
I had conversations that night with friends whom I had drifted from, just before they left, and had I not told them how I really felt about our drifting friendships, and how I would truly miss them, and I how I truly believed in their ability to chase their dreams and succeed, well I probably never would have forgiven myself.
It was also extremely heart warming to see my girlfriend coming out of her shell and talking to other openly and honestly, she's the quiet type and it can be really difficult for her to communicate in big groups sometimes, which I can only presume is hard for her, what with me being as extroverted. It was lovely to see her smiling, and laughing and being with others how she would normally be with me, when anxiety has no bearing on her actions and she is comfortable.
Cut forward to the sunrise, myself and many of my friends on the beach in a big group. We watched the sun rise out of the ocean, almost like a mushroom cloud of unbelievable brightness.
We all stood in scattered silence, watching the new year dawn and realised we are all growing up whether we like it or not, and that it is perhaps time for a change. As sad as this is, it's also exciting.
The words that brought me peace today were those of Terrence McKenna presented to me through the music of Shpongle: "Nothing lasts, everything is changing into something else. Nothing is wrong, everything is on track."
I watched the waves roll in close to the shore, and realised that the ocean is just a metaphor for what we all experience day to day. We're all stuck in shore, being knocked around by these tiny waves, all of our tiny problems we make out the be a bigger deal than they are in our head.
We focus so much on all the little pointless negatives, that we never progress beyond them.
This compared to the horizon. The deep end, where anything can happen and things are out of our control, but where the waves sit still in a flat line of calm.
I realised it was the deep end I wanted to be.
To progress beyond the shore, and make my mind an ocean, I suppose was my New Years resolution for 2012.
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Can't wait to explain that scar to his kids.