☮ Social ☮ PD Social Talk Thread: Firly Swolks Discussing Mitillating Tatters Fithout Wilters

[vortech]

PD Social: where music and drugs meet. I feel like there needs more focus on this. I know there's threads about music on dissociatives for instance, but here's an idea, what about a bluelight radio stream? I would freaking love that and to have a show on it.

 

[perpetualdawn]

^^ Why would you think it does? Out of curiosity.

Because I think I read somewhere that high 5ht1a:5ht2a receptor affinity ratio - which is similar to 5-MeO-DMT's profile. Also a report or two mentioned it having a certain shamanistic quality or something, as opposed to a classic psychedelic trippy effect, which again reminds me a little of 5-MeO-DMT.

I wouldn't expect it to be similar to 5-MeO-DMT in terms of being a fast acting psychedelic, I meant that I wonder if it's similar in terms of the subjective quality of the trip.

Yeah, cheese is the shit.

Isn't it weird how we have so many opposite-meaning slang terms? Like, "the shit" means awesome, but the actual "the shit" is not quite as awesome.

I wonder if it's a feature that's a bit unique to english? I know they don't do opposite-slang in Portuguese (very much? at all?)

 

[Xorkoth]

So man... my oldest friend is going way off the rails. I saw him over this past Christmas, he had some meth, we smoked some together the first night, I've only done it I think 3 times in my life, 3 or 4, but it was a special occasion and we had an awesome night, catching up with each other and seeing my bro again. Well, he was telling he doesn't do it too much, but I noticed his teeth were all fucked up. And he definitely did it every day of that week we were visiting. He's basically jumped from one drug problem to another ever since partway through college. Almost 3 years ago when I saw him last before this last time, he seemed to be doing great.

Well, his Facebook messages are getting weirder and weirder. A couple of weeks ago I'm pretty sure he was trying to scam me out of money.... he was saying that he has this girl coming over in, like, 20 minutes, and his brother paid him back with Venmo and he doesn't have any other money, and that he could send me $215 through Venmo if I Paypal him $215, and that he needed that money to get laid because he was broke otherwise. Apparently to entertain a lady, you need precisely $215 8(. Well, I got sketched out obviously, and I looked up Venmo. Turns out it's a great opportunity to scam someone, because when you send them money, it actually doesn't transfer over until the next business day, and you can cancel the transaction before it transfers. His whole story wasn't adding up.

Increasingly over the last year his Facebook posts have been getting pretty out there sometimes. But holy shit it's intense these last 2 weeks, and especially today. From what he says, that girl came over, and evidently she was a prostitute (but of course he didn't realize that 8)). Then he said she stayed for a week and wouldn't leave and was calling him big daddy and shit and telling him they belong together. Then, the details he communicated were unclear/didn't quite make sense (about all of it), but apparently she and some guy came over and robbed my friend's house (he lives there with his brother who is a coke head), and "smeared feces all over the walls and carpet), and stole everything of value. My friend sent this long, rambling, semi-coherent FB message to me about how he filed a police report, and then he sent me the text of the police report, and... wow. Sounds super sketchy. Since then he's been posting on Facebook that he's penniless and his family has abandoned him, several mutual friends thought it seemed like he was laying the groundwork for asking people for money. And, much more alarming, he's been making these absolutely barely coherent, paranoid posts about shit. Today he made a bunch of them, and literally 5 mutual friends called me within like an hour to see what I knew. He posted today that he hasn't slept in days (that one was the least coherent but I made it out). He also kept posting in all caps that the police are useless and now they're making death threats to him (the "robbers"), and he also posted that his family is all pieces of shit for abandoning him and then he asked if anyone could go "fuck them up" (his parents and brother). His aunt replied and said that she sees he's in a really difficult place and that he should come home (back to his parents, out of the environment he's in) and they'll work it out, that they all care about him and are just really worried. He also made a post to something along the lines of "I have nothing left to lose" which is what caused most of my friends to actually call me. I really want to reach out, it's probably really important that I do, but damn it it's gonna piss me off if he tries to get something from me besides love and support.



I'm really worried about him. He's had other serious addictions, heroin, alcohol, cocaine... but this one is by far the worst. He's like a different person. He was working on getting his master's degree, had a great job that he loved teaching like 12 kids the piano. He was definitely doing well for a while. But fucking meth, man... when people abuse that shit for a while, it has such a profound impact on your personality. I've never seen him like this. At least when he was on heroin, he was still the same guy, just miserable from opiate addicton. His brother seems to be saying he's "not a part of this", but if their house really got robbed and covered in poop, I'd think his brother would definitely care and feel like he was part of it. I have this sneaking suspicion that my friend staged this whole robbery thing. It just doesn't add up.

My oldest friend, best friends since 2nd grade. I've known him longer than my little brother has been alive. This is pretty fucked up.

...

 

[psy997]

You need to do something, man. Call the police, have his family go get him, hell, maybe even a 72 hour hold. But it sounds like he's going to crash real hard if nothing stops him.

 

[Morninggloryseed]

Do not call the police unless in a car accident or in trouble. Police are not there to help a friend.

 

[vortech]

Meth, and the whole stim train this country rides on, it's despicable. I have concluded it is causing more damage at this point than than the opioid crisis in some places, at least from my perspective on the drug war. Big Pharma has fueled both of these fires, and both are so out of hand the ripples will be felt for generations, regardless of what happens now. The conversation really needs to start going towards more 'radical' solutions to have any hope of recovering the losses these genocidal tools are taking.
I live in a neighborhood that has been taken over by this element, and the future is not pretty because it will continue to spread until radical actions are taken.
In my view there really is no end until we reach full legalization, regulation, and an unclouded collective dialogue. It really needs to dis-entangle from politics and this overarching spiritual war, and I don't think there is any other way to approach it now that pandora's box is so widely open. This is a spiritual crisis at its heart and must be addressed as such.

 

[Jabberwocky]

I mostly never eat swine, beef once a month, chicken once a week. Eggs n cheese....staple protein w beans. Just in case ya wondered.

Swine, LOL! That word just makes me chuckle... dunno why :D

I've been a vegetarian for almost six months now and I absolutely love it, but being a vegan seems like it would be really hard because so many things have dairy in them. My cousin in Wisconsin (the cheese state, no less!) is vegan and he has a really tough time trying to find things that he can eat. I wouldn't mind the food itself though, because I've eaten things that my friends wouldn't even look at! (limburger cheese, pickled lamb's tongues, thousand-year eggs...)

So man... my oldest friend is going way off the rails. I saw him over this past Christmas, he had some meth, we smoked some together the first night, I've only done it I think 3 times in my life, 3 or 4, but it was a special occasion and we had an awesome night, catching up with each other and seeing my bro again. Well, he was telling he doesn't do it too much, but I noticed his teeth were all fucked up. And he definitely did it every day of that week we were visiting. He's basically jumped from one drug problem to another ever since partway through college. Almost 3 years ago when I saw him last before this last time, he seemed to be doing great.

Well, his Facebook messages are getting weirder and weirder. A couple of weeks ago I'm pretty sure he was trying to scam me out of money.... he was saying that he has this girl coming over in, like, 20 minutes, and his brother paid him back with Venmo and he doesn't have any other money, and that he could send me $215 through Venmo if I Paypal him $215, and that he needed that money to get laid because he was broke otherwise. Apparently to entertain a lady, you need precisely $215 8(. Well, I got sketched out obviously, and I looked up Venmo. Turns out it's a great opportunity to scam someone, because when you send them money, it actually doesn't transfer over until the next business day, and you can cancel the transaction before it transfers. His whole story wasn't adding up.

Yeah, I remember you mentioning that before. What a shame. My best friend of 20+ years (my cousin's ex-husband... the one from my DXM trip report) has become an absolute shell of himself in recent years. He has one doctor who's giving him Fentanyl, Opana, Ativan, Trazadone, Seroquel and a few others that I can't think of. To be honest, I'm amazed that he's still alive. He's 51 and literally looks 75. He has no teeth left at all and doesn't want false ones, so his face is all caved in (he barely eats and weighs about 105 lbs., so I guess he doesn't really need them).

He used to be the kindest, funniest dude I had ever known. He loved life. He sang and played a few instruments, so we had a little band going for a while. He was a great cook, restored old cars, did all kinds of cool stuff. He's also the father of two great kids that he never sees anymore. He lives in his mother's basement and spends all day, every day nodding off on the couch and burning holes in everything with cigarettes!

His family and I have tried so hard for so long to get him some kind of help, but he just doesn't seem to want it. After years and years of this, I finally had to start keeping my distance for my own sanity and safety, since I've battled (and still battle) multiple addictions myself and he was my "partner in crime" for a long time.

I will keep your buddy in my thoughts and prayers.

Peace, Love and Faith,
Dreamflyer

 

[Morninggloryseed]

I could never do it, vegan. My body needs eggs n cheese. I'm pretty sure it needs chickies too!

 

[Cream Gravy?]

Xork, you've been posting about this friend regularly over the past few months... clearly it's time for someone to step in. Do what you think is right man.

 

[HeadphonesandLSD]

So man... my oldest friend is going way off the rails.

If you care about him you need to do something. I had a friend that sounds very similar to this. He went off the rails over the course of 3 months. He ended up killing his girlfriend's baby in the midst of a run (they were all on the shit) and now the best he can hope for is life in prison. I think about writing him all of the time but I can't bring myself to do it. He's been in the county jail awaiting judgement for about 3 or 4 years now.

 

[Xorkoth]

Yeah I do need to do something. I want to call him and have a real talk with him and urge him to get help, leave the city he's in and go back to his parents. Only thing is he sort of psychotically hates his parents right now, they're great people and loving parents but they're basically the root of his self-esteem issues and he has always had a lot of resentment towards him. My guess is that he asked them for money and they refused. It's somewhat likely that he'll think he hates me after our talk because I will absolutely refuse to give him money and he's gonna try to guilt me into it. But maybe, just maybe, his oldest friend and longtime partner in crime when we were younger will be able to convince him that it's not everyone else who's fucked up, it's him, because he's super strung out on meth and going insane.

His family knows something is very wrong. I wonder if I should call them and fill them in? Urge them to do something? I mean maybe they're already planning to, I don't know. I can't imagine them letting him destroy himself now that they realize he's gone off the rails.

 

[psy997]

Considering the degree to which he's self-destructing I would almost go so far as to say it'd be irresponsible not to reach out to his family. Especially if you're his oldest and best friend. Can you imagine what they'd feel if something happened to him and they came to learn you'd known the level to which he'd fallen, and hadn't said anything? I can only speak for myself, but while I haven't spent much significant time with my best friend's family since high school, I absolutely still consider myself close and loved enough by them to contact them if something went awry with my best friend.

This may be tangential, but myself and most people I surround myself lament the lack of true community and connection in the US. How are we to change that if we consider even our best friend's family as strangers enough to neglect reaching out when their own son is of danger to himself?

 

[Morninggloryseed]

If had a sense of community in both states Ive lived in.
Eye of beholder?

This may be tangential, but myself and most people I surround myself lament the lack of true community and connection in the US. How are we to change that if we consider even our best friend's family as strangers enough to neglect reaching out when their own son is of danger to himself?

 

[swilow]

Community has become increasingly atomized to my mind. Perhaps its related to social media and the cult of the self.

I hope your mate is okay xorkoth, reaching out to him is the right thing to do. In the midst of my recentish almost utter collapse, I certainly appreciated the people who helped me out by trying to relate and offering support.

I wrote a nice little tune today, very wistful and nostalgic. It only goes for 2 minutes and is simple as fuck but conveys something I've tried to inject into music for years, something about childhood and memory and loss and stuff. I find myself only really wanting to make ultra simple, almost child like music these days, unadorned beats and basic analog sounds, almost just plain loops at times. Cut out all the bullshit. No real effects besides reverb and delay and pseudo tape compression. Its actually way more enjoyable to create this sort of stuff rather than glitchy complex layered bloat.

 

[HeadphonesandLSD]

I screwed up programming the PCB in my arcade stick and now I can blue screen any windows computer by holding down one button while I plug it in. Don't think I will fix it, it's a feature not a bug.

Kinda pissed off, I've been it 5 times this week doing various mods and soldering connections I left undone when I first put in the new PCB. I gotta go back in it again and run a dremel around every button hole to make some custom buttons I have point in the right direction. There is a metal plate with inserts for the tabs that hold the buttons in but they all point different direction. I'm going to have to round out the holes. I wouldn't care but everything has to come out to get at that part...and it's a lot of wiring and the worst part is after I took this picture I zip-tied down everything thinking I wouldn't have to go back in it for awhile.

https://i.imgur.com/WsHlozc.jpg

Just ready to be done with this project. I just have this last thing to do and the artwork....ah fuck who am I kidding I'll be right back in it 5 more times next week. Just last night I swapped out the joystick for the 3rd or 4th time just because I want to try different parts.

This may be tangential, but myself and most people I surround myself lament the lack of true community and connection in the US.

I think it was done on purpose. Everyone knows 1,000 people or more online but they don't even talk to the people next door. I miss the old days when there were still block parties and you hung out with your neighbors after work/school. The kids don't even play outside anymore because the parents don't trust each other.

 

[Morninggloryseed]

I called myself "if" last night, I'm positive that was a typo.

 

[Morninggloryseed]

Can we hear the track?

Community has become increasingly atomized to my mind. Perhaps its related to social media and the cult of the self.

I hope your mate is okay xorkoth, reaching out to him is the right thing to do. In the midst of my recentish almost utter collapse, I certainly appreciated the people who helped me out by trying to relate and offering support.

I wrote a nice little tune today, very wistful and nostalgic. It only goes for 2 minutes and is simple as fuck but conveys something I've tried to inject into music for years, something about childhood and memory and loss and stuff. I find myself only really wanting to make ultra simple, almost child like music these days, unadorned beats and basic analog sounds, almost just plain loops at times. Cut out all the bullshit. No real effects besides reverb and delay and pseudo tape compression. Its actually way more enjoyable to create this sort of stuff rather than glitchy complex layered bloat.

 

[Xorkoth]

This may be tangential, but myself and most people I surround myself lament the lack of true community and connection in the US. How are we to change that if we consider even our best friend's family as strangers enough to neglect reaching out when their own son is of danger to himself?

I'm going to give him the respect of reaching out to him myself first, rather than just go to his parents and reveal all the secrets of his life without talking to him first. Seems reasonable to me, I don't consider them strangers in the least, but I know if I was down and out, I'd feel betrayed if my friend went to my parents without talking to me first. If I need to talk to his parents after that, I will. I consider them alternative parents, and they consider me an alternative son.

Not sure exactly what they'd be able to do that I couldn't, he's 34 years old, they can't force him to do anything. He'll have a better chance of listening to me, too, because he hates them right now and will view anything they say with distrust and scorn.

I think it was done on purpose. Everyone knows 1,000 people or more online but they don't even talk to the people next door. I miss the old days when there were still block parties and you hung out with your neighbors after work/school. The kids don't even play outside anymore because the parents don't trust each other.

This isn't true everywhere, but it's mostly true. Sad. I used to run around my neighborhood freely and was friends with all the neighbor kids. All the shock and horror stories on the news are a big part of what happened. They purposely instilled terror in people, not that these things didn't happen but they were sensationalized to a massive degree. I remember as a mid-aged kid, there was some case where someone had put razor blades in Halloween candy and some kid got all fucked up. Horrible, obviously, but as far as I remember it was just one case, but all of a sudden numerous kids in my school weren't aloud to trick-or-treat and suddenly our parents all had to accompany us. The fear it produced was intense, but in reality our neighborhood was exactly as safe as it used to be.

 

[psy997]

I'm going to give him the respect of reaching out to him myself first, rather than just go to his parents and reveal all the secrets of his life without talking to him first. Seems reasonable to me, I don't consider them strangers in the least, but I know if I was down and out, I'd feel betrayed if my friend went to my parents without talking to me first. If I need to talk to his parents after that, I will. I consider them alternative parents, and they consider me an alternative son.

Not sure exactly what they'd be able to do that I couldn't, he's 34 years old, they can't force him to do anything. He'll have a better chance of listening to me, too, because he hates them right now and will view anything they say with distrust and scorn.

I wasn't suggesting to go to them before you went to your friend himself. I think the post I originally replied to said you were debating whether you could go to them or not if he wouldn't listen to you?

 

[Xorkoth]

Cool yeah, sorry I was just pretty stressed when I wrote that reply. Some other childhood friends of ours and I have started a group facebook chat about it, I filled them in, we're going to take turns reaching out by phone and hopefully all those trusted brothers saying the same stuff to him will get through to him. One friend has already called.