js2k6
Bluelighter
3 tabs of lsd
level of experience: probably my 30th time? hard to keep count really lol.
hit the acid pretty hard throughout march - dec 2007
this was written late last year just as normality began to return.
after consuming 3 tabs of pretty strong lsd.
unsure if this really counts as a trip report, but it's certainly an insightful moment caused by the hallucinogens consumed.
it's a direct copy from my myspace blog.
they were crop circles
or kamon symbols. depends on who you ask. lol
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hallucinogen induced insightfulness.... zen?
Current mood: indescribable
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
18 11 2007
ZEN? LIFE?
do you know where you are heading?
when you get there will you be content?
will you find peace?
do you find peace in chaos?
ecstasy. joy. sorrow. pain. chaos. beauty. zen.
had a bit of a sleep... bit of a fucked up (in an utterly awesome, chaotic, i have ruined everyone elses shit sorta way) style lysergic trip.
somehow in amongst all of that chaos and sheer fucking beauty
it brings such satisfaction to me knowing that through all of that caution tape that we participated in wrecking on our walk home... that when i went for a walk down to the maribyrnong river later that night. to give the tinfoil the appropriate sendoff...
well watching all of that caution tape we broke off and left semi attached to fence posts was blowing rampantly across the bridge over the river.
flailing about violently attacking all that it came across.
i caused all of this. and im glad i did it.
the sweeping wind makes it gorgeous, the sky is cartooned.
the whoooooosh noises of the wind make it all that much more gorgeous.
rain falls..
no. dont run for cover.... learn to enjoy this shit.
and through all of the laughing fits, and a lost dog. who although he/she/it was first shit scared of us. then becoming very attached to us and even having the fuckin utter cheek to sneak in to our house just as i got to the door.
sitting back at home for hours watching propaganda films from the 60s which inspire unjustified hate on gay people.
**how does preferring to sleep with the same gender somehow mean that you are not only a complete sexual deviant, but you also will no doubt rape children and kill them** refer to boys beware on youtube for an insight into how fucked up these cunts actually were.
but yeah, seriously need to question the moral fiber of certain "people"
i have absolute unadulterated, non-perverse love for those closest to me, and through just hearing about the shit that some of them have been forced to go through i actually feel an immense degree of sympathy of towards them.
now this doesnt include everyone. some people genuinely deserve what has happened to them, they did after all bring it upon themselves.
but much like the walk that was taken last night with two of the people i care most about in the entire world.
i feel at the end of this journey ...
both a degree of happiness from the absolute enjoyment i have had.
a degree of sadness to have heard that this may not have ended so pleasantly for that awesome nige cunt,
another degree of satisfaction in knowing that this is all coming to its long awaited conclusion.
but overall it is happiness.
because i have realised that no matter what fucked up shit can get thrown at you, that you will no doubt keep walking on. it isnt going to stop you.
you're going to experience the complete spectrum of emotions throughout your own personal journey
but theres no need to give up.
keep moving forward and eventually you will find another peak, another burst of happiness.
and your definition of happiness is yours alone
whether you find it in the solace of doing fuck all and being a hermit
or whether you'd prefer the family life of getting married, settling in to a career and becoming the ideal everyman.
you should never feel pressured to be something that you arent.
just do whatever makes yourself happy.
at the end of it all. this is your life, your trip, your journey
why waste this unique experience by being unhappy within your own skin.
try to find beauty in the chaos.
it is... after all.. your one and only chance.
in conclusion i have painted this in photoshop, i dont know if its shit or not. i can't really tell, but thats all a matter of perspective, and if i enjoyed doing it.. then it can't possibly be a bad thing...
i wish i had the ability to push forth the introspective insights i am going through right now, a way to put it all into words.
this painting doesnt describe it either.
its just something that i alone am having, and that i wish you could all share with me.
i hope you find whatever the fuck it is, that you are looking for.
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below is a link to the image i have on myspace
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http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/4208/costalysergiabyjsh3piw4.jpg
and this is another image i done on one of my more recent trips.
after watching my fingers turn into green meerkats and then ripen with decay.
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http://img375.imageshack.us/img375/7591/thumbguyonlsd3xn7.jpg
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level of experience: probably my 30th time? hard to keep count really lol.
hit the acid pretty hard throughout march - dec 2007
this was written late last year just as normality began to return.
after consuming 3 tabs of pretty strong lsd.
unsure if this really counts as a trip report, but it's certainly an insightful moment caused by the hallucinogens consumed.
it's a direct copy from my myspace blog.
they were crop circles
or kamon symbols. depends on who you ask. lol
---------------------------------------------------
hallucinogen induced insightfulness.... zen?
Current mood: indescribable
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
18 11 2007
ZEN? LIFE?
do you know where you are heading?
when you get there will you be content?
will you find peace?
do you find peace in chaos?
ecstasy. joy. sorrow. pain. chaos. beauty. zen.
had a bit of a sleep... bit of a fucked up (in an utterly awesome, chaotic, i have ruined everyone elses shit sorta way) style lysergic trip.
somehow in amongst all of that chaos and sheer fucking beauty
it brings such satisfaction to me knowing that through all of that caution tape that we participated in wrecking on our walk home... that when i went for a walk down to the maribyrnong river later that night. to give the tinfoil the appropriate sendoff...
well watching all of that caution tape we broke off and left semi attached to fence posts was blowing rampantly across the bridge over the river.
flailing about violently attacking all that it came across.
i caused all of this. and im glad i did it.
the sweeping wind makes it gorgeous, the sky is cartooned.
the whoooooosh noises of the wind make it all that much more gorgeous.
rain falls..
no. dont run for cover.... learn to enjoy this shit.
and through all of the laughing fits, and a lost dog. who although he/she/it was first shit scared of us. then becoming very attached to us and even having the fuckin utter cheek to sneak in to our house just as i got to the door.
sitting back at home for hours watching propaganda films from the 60s which inspire unjustified hate on gay people.
**how does preferring to sleep with the same gender somehow mean that you are not only a complete sexual deviant, but you also will no doubt rape children and kill them** refer to boys beware on youtube for an insight into how fucked up these cunts actually were.
but yeah, seriously need to question the moral fiber of certain "people"
i have absolute unadulterated, non-perverse love for those closest to me, and through just hearing about the shit that some of them have been forced to go through i actually feel an immense degree of sympathy of towards them.
now this doesnt include everyone. some people genuinely deserve what has happened to them, they did after all bring it upon themselves.
but much like the walk that was taken last night with two of the people i care most about in the entire world.
i feel at the end of this journey ...
both a degree of happiness from the absolute enjoyment i have had.
a degree of sadness to have heard that this may not have ended so pleasantly for that awesome nige cunt,
another degree of satisfaction in knowing that this is all coming to its long awaited conclusion.
but overall it is happiness.
because i have realised that no matter what fucked up shit can get thrown at you, that you will no doubt keep walking on. it isnt going to stop you.
you're going to experience the complete spectrum of emotions throughout your own personal journey
but theres no need to give up.
keep moving forward and eventually you will find another peak, another burst of happiness.
and your definition of happiness is yours alone
whether you find it in the solace of doing fuck all and being a hermit
or whether you'd prefer the family life of getting married, settling in to a career and becoming the ideal everyman.
you should never feel pressured to be something that you arent.
just do whatever makes yourself happy.
at the end of it all. this is your life, your trip, your journey
why waste this unique experience by being unhappy within your own skin.
try to find beauty in the chaos.
it is... after all.. your one and only chance.
in conclusion i have painted this in photoshop, i dont know if its shit or not. i can't really tell, but thats all a matter of perspective, and if i enjoyed doing it.. then it can't possibly be a bad thing...
i wish i had the ability to push forth the introspective insights i am going through right now, a way to put it all into words.
this painting doesnt describe it either.
its just something that i alone am having, and that i wish you could all share with me.
i hope you find whatever the fuck it is, that you are looking for.
--------------------
below is a link to the image i have on myspace
--------------------
http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/4208/costalysergiabyjsh3piw4.jpg
and this is another image i done on one of my more recent trips.
after watching my fingers turn into green meerkats and then ripen with decay.
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http://img375.imageshack.us/img375/7591/thumbguyonlsd3xn7.jpg
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