My brother is finishing up Infinite Jest and this book is apparently over 1000 pages long and is quite non-linear, with several sub plots. He told me he is getting me a copy for Christmas (we like to exchange gifts on the occasion... and I like to get really high during the holidays). That books sounds crazy to me and he is very artsy always digs good shit. I'll probably keep journal entries about Gravity's Rainbow while I'm reading it. Even the film for Inherent Vice could be confusing at times with the fast pace and twisted plot.
An underground, illegal mail system? omfg that is some funny stuff what book is that? Hasn't that shit been going down since that ulbricht freedom fighter dude was arrested. Seems like he might have predicted at. Letter stamps become... something that doesn't really exist. So the writer of Infinite Jest hung himself my bro was saying and was really reclusive. The pages are huge too, with fine print... I have a lot of reading to do.
@@ Backfromthebrink yeah I really like her man. Don't get me started about her aha ahaha. I really like her though such a chill fox. So she is taking me out for dinner next, probably at the place I wanted to take her for a while. We have had a few really nice hangouts together, and dropped acid one time. I had to convince her I am not a junkie and here I am sick after using oxy's for 5 days and nodding the FUCK out. Man... I'm getting away with it, but I wouldn't next time. I want to shoot up dilaudid one time you know I never felt a rush like that before and I learned how to iv H but like I'd only have a single 8mg dilly. And it seems like I can chip once a month or so at this point... 5 days was way too much though I feel off today.
I thought it was a myth as well man about the calcium. Opiates don't do shit apart from the spirit crushing addiction and some gnarly constipation, very low testosterone (like 25% of average, explains why I lose my sex drive completely), that's about all I can think of. Oh man... when I was meeting my past girlfriend this last summer when I was quitting heroin... I forget all about the heroin man. She got me out of bed and moving again as I was sick as fuck but she wanted me over every night and I can't resist that much fun. So we had a lovely summer together, I ended up starting to pick up my oxy scripts every month and eventually everything went to hell. Smart life decisions. Well this girl is beautiful dude so so soooo sexy and really smart and funny, doesn't give a damn about how much weed I smoke or psychs I drop, not passing this one up for a bottle of pills. No way. And yeah the important thing is I am not so sick that I am jonesing for a hit to make me feel better. I can deal with it even though it's in my fuckin bones because man I just made my life so much better. I have chicks and homies to chat with today... people who actually give a fuck about me and took the time to get to know me. I used to hang out with people who were drug addicts and/or mentally ill exclusively and that was okay for a while but it became exhausting when they started taking out emotional problems on me. I only have so much energy, so those are friends for once in a while. I feel like I have real friends now who really care and one of them just might have a crush on me. I can't seem to get her out of my mind which is okay since we work together and talk all the time, find times to hang out and have dates : )
All the difference between me feeling disgusting right now, and feeling essentially still clean is that I am cheerful, upbeat, and happy. I am still sick as fuck don't get me wrong it's just not full blown heroin hell. I got burning in my upper arms, can feel it in my bones, my spine hurts like hell, little nauseous / couldn't really eat today, so low energy. But the drug has not stolen my fiery spirit in those 5 days and that's all that matters to me despite the pain of wd's. Man... it's when that stuff sucks the life out of my very eyes... that is when it gets really bad. I think I've surrounded myself by so much positivity and lovely people it's really keeping me afloat I mean these are serious tough times. I'm not used to being sick!
Some of my favourite writers would be Edgar Allen Poe, the beats writers like William Burroughs, Jack Kerouac, etc.... definitely Aldous Huxley, Robert Anton Wilson, whoever wrote the tibetan book of the dead and that Dalai Lama's intro for that, Roger Penrose writes some crazy shit on topics in physics, I don't mind some Michael Pollen stuff, my biology knowledge is limited so, Darwin's book where he travels on the sailboat around South America and writes about his expedition is absolutely amazing, I love books that describe scenery vividly like that. I'm guessing I will like Pynchon a lot, I enjoy twisted plots and problem solving. Same with Infinite Jest, since me and my brother like a lot of the same music and films, artwork, celebrity crushes, and books and stuff. So I read a lot more than that, I just recently got into aromatherapy and also poetry so I started reading Poe and also an encyclopedia of essential oils.
Oh CH Gravity's Rainbow is one of your favourites? It is the one I am planning on reading next and already have a nice copy of (me and my brother both paid extra for the nicer softcover without print on the back). Seems like the type of book him and I would both want a copy of around. He's got Naked Lunch by Burroughs from me at the moment, The Dharma Bums by Kerouac, and Be Here Now by Ram Dass (trying to subtly influence him... there is always dmt around these parts and we are both talented musicians
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Ounce of chron... eighth of best live resin there is... ounce of blueberry chron? eighth of live resin... decisions, oh these fucking decisions stress me out
Think I'm going with the chron but man I haven't dabbed in like 6 months I can't take it anymore! I want a fat, monstrous dab and just giggle for hours and hours...
