vastly, vastly appreciated..... LSD is my favorite drug, probably even moreso than heroin....
a good high dose, with dali-esque hands clutching eggs whose tops are cracked and spilling fluorescent yolk, protruding from every fire escape across the street as purple, ephemeral monkey-like figures rise from the windows, every window, drifting, gliding, "climbing" up the building and into the window above them.... the building itself breathing with the life, the conscious intelligence of the universe, as the wind sighs through your hair and through your being, tears in your eyes for the sheer beauty of being and existence even without your being, and the great gift of experience, ever renewed, ever potent with possibility...... the silent, shrieking bloom of acid flowers in your carpet, walls and eyelids as you wander through the flowing, brilliant bursting activity of times square on a sweltering summer day..... oh, man, and then you take the ferry across the water to staten island as the sun goes down, and the smell of the sea takes you whole, makes you whole, and the universe kisses your forward with a cool, salt breeze...... you are in love, passionate, romantic love, with life itself....
yeah
*appreciated