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Indeed. But he also ended up (comparatively) happy eventually, and was overjoyed with the slew of women throwing themselves at his ugly and bitter ass...

(I enjoy his poetry moreso than his novels, although he has a few I still like rather well)

I can't tell if he was just himself really hard or capitalized on becoming a caricature of himself....kinda like HST....but I basically love everything HST wrote...Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail '72 or whatever it is called is just fantastic ...working my way through his collected letters right now...damn good...he never let up :D

My fav GYBE album is still F#A#(infinity symbol) followed by the ep "Slow Riot for New Zero Kanada" or some such...they were something else live early on, before they got too polished.....they showed up like a gang, all dressed in ratty black salvage wear, looking like a menacing troupe ready for the molatov......good stuff man. As they got popular and polished their tunes lost a good deal of their appeal to me...I liked the anarchic psychedelic stuff more.....(music and schtick)
 
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the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind in there
and sometimes a soul
and the women throw vases against the walls
and the men drink too much
but no one ever finds the one
but keep searching
climbing in and out of beds
the flesh covers the bone
and the flesh searches for more than flesh

no one ever finds the one
we are all trapped by this singular fate

nobody ever finds the one

the city dumps fill
the junk yards fill
the psych wards fill
the prisons fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else fills
 
Nice, I enjoyed it. Thanks. I actually don't know who that is, I will look him up.

I think I am going to watch The Matrix... I've been meaning to re-watch that since the original time, awesome movie.
 
A lil beloved birdy or two reminded me of the Goodness that is PD Social just recently. One of said birdies may well have been Xorky himself. Had no idea your goodself was back amongst us. Which is perhaps good reason enough to poke me nose in PD every now and then. Am not unaware I dropped it like a ouchyhot spuddy immediately after being demodded... but that really has nothing to do with prolonged absence. Reason for being demodded certainly does have relevance though. Hopefully I'm getting beyond that now...

Also, am not unaware this is a somewhat odd post to be making for first visit to PD Social in a dog's age, but I give not fuck one cos it means a thing to me and maybe does to one or two others...

Either way, hello, Swirlies =D<3

(blimey, that takes me back some :o)
 
Good to see allot of post rock love over here.

one of my favorite trip songs



I had one of the most amazing trips I had in a long time last Thursday on 2c-b racemic ketamine and nn-dmt. I started out plugging 15mgs of 2c-b in 1ml of water. Around 4 hours later I added 12mg in 3 increments mixed in with bumps of K. Did around 300mgs of K throughout the night. A bit after I added the nasal redoses of 2c-b I decided to add some dmt. I started out doing 10mgs out of my onehitter in my back yard then put 27mgs more in it and decided to do it in the shower which is when things got pretty interesting.

I got in the shower put it on hot then took a few hits until it was cleared and knell down so I wouldn't fall. I closed my eyes and felt my self being sucked up by a white beam inside an enormous temple of some sort with pan flutes and a high pitched humming noise echoing around me. I saw a bunch strange symbols floating around me. Then all of a sudden of was hovering over a rain forest with an immense storm of rain pouring on my back. I remember meeting a man at some point but don't recall us communicating. All of a sudden I was on the ground holding onto a tree branch to prevent my self from being knocked down by the rain. It was so bad it almost felt as if I was drowning. I started to come to again somewhat. I noticed the hot water was on the whole time and decided to switch it to cold so I wouldn't overheat. As soon as the temperature changed everything around me turned into ice crystals. When I turned the water hot again I saw the image of the rain forest again but it was bursting into flames. For some strange reason next thing I know it I'm in a small escape pod of some sort that is filling with water. That is the last thing I clearly remember before the main effects of the dmt wore off. Before getting out of the the I remember sitting there is awe of what my mind had just manifested.
 
I've been getting a bit edgy, haven't I? Those feelings have use if they burn away obstacles, but you shouldn't think with them, 'tis dangerous. I've learned over the years that self-immolation is unwise. You see only mire and eat eat eat yourself away, all is smoke and ash and blood. Gotta try to relax and center myself.

It's like that one Galilean carpenter said:
Matthew 6:22-23 said:
The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light. But if thine eye be evil, thy whole body shall be full of darkness. If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness!





before-my-time-old-timer said:
, am not unaware this is a somewhat odd post to be making for first visit to PD Social in a dog's age

I reckon it would be odder still not to post oddly in these parts.
 
Or maybe no one is seeing my posts over the last couple days as toxic but me.

manatee said:
I love your posts man, they breally bring me great joy and intellectual fodder.

"I’m with you in Rockland
where you laugh at this invisible humor
I’m with you in Rockland
where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
I’m with you in Rockland
where your condition has become serious and is reported on the radio
I’m with you in Rockland
where the faculties of the skull no longer admit the worms of the senses"


tnw said:
its better to burn out than fade away?

I was planning on sleeping tonight, but if you say so. *Flame on!*
I am going to regret this.
 
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