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Dan Rice says 2 days



i need help comming up with a word.
to describe the effect that happens when you stop something, the way that an influx of oportunities present themselves in an effortless way to do the thing you stoped.

for instance, say you stop smoking pot, the days and weeks following this occurance are almost guarenteed to have things like people posting myspace bulitins saying that anyone can come over and smoke as much weed as they want at my place, or for instance your freind has a pound that he wants to try and smoke in one night, or that there is a bunch of piff that just got in from miami and i wanted JUST YOU to help hussle all of orlando and smoke mad blunts in the mean time


or like you quit smokin cigs and a the next day find a full pack of your favorite cigarettes

or you finally stop liking a girl that you thought you couldnt get and have pleanty of reasons of why it is actually a good thing and then at a party later that night said girl tries to make out with you

the list goes on...

but does anyone eles get this kinda thing, when you make a desision (it dosnt need to be quitting something nesesarily) that more opertunities and even greater oportunities that you can objectively say WERE NOT THERE before you made your desision almost tempting you in the alternate direction.

and its even more fucked up because you cannot trick this effect. you cant be like oh yeah im gonna stop and not truly beleive it and expect this effect to happen, its only after the desision is a desire in the bottom of your heart.

is there already a word for this? if not lets make one
 
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Cosmic Charlie said:
I L<3ve how you finished that up Dan

I was just playing my guitar and singing out back

My music sounds really good tonight , even my guests were impressed :D
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Actually it's a different one, that I made like an hour after I finished that first one. Lots of free time on the hands. Wish I got to hear the song!
 
hmm i guess so (to dread)

my mind is on fire right now; at first licking, lapping, until charred, it has rolled over exposing embers; releasing a furious flurry of sparks


think about every time you get a cut, how those cells have to devide faster to close it up, and how now those cells have shorter dna, and will self distruct faster than other cells. ive had pleanty of cuts in my time. ive been sick. they will die faster now. faster and faster.
we are going to die.



aaahhh the cellphones. vibrate. i can hear it. its SOMEWHERE. no, no its right here in my pocket; my phone isnt going off. but alas! there it is again!!!


thats cool charlie.

can anyone eles feel evil when their on the phone with a telemarketer... like the entire event is like some twisted distortion of reality by a force of evil.

like bowser is peaking over some black cloud and has that poor telemarketer guy by the balls and his lips are attached to stings... behind this cloud is a rain of bowsers shit, and your household happens to be trying to eat dinner somewhere underneath.

you cant be mad at him for telemarketing you; its his job, hes probably some poor school student living paycheck to paycheck. but what the fuck. he dosnt want to be doing it, you dont want to be doing it. but your the only two people involved. TWISTED SHIT.

i think im gonna be a plumber when i grow up. until then i have a fucking headache. /tylenol
 
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Cloudy said:
I just finished reading Cat's Cradle, and man, what a good book.
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I'd bet so. Vonnegut is great, but I have yet to read that one. Which of his others have you read? I like Breakfast of Champions and Slaughterhouse-Five the best.
 
IGNVS said:
can anyone eles feel evil when their on the phone with a telemarketer... like the entire event is like some twisted distortion of reality by a force of evil.

like bowser is peaking over some black cloud and has that poor telemarketer guy by the balls and his lips are attached to stings... behind this cloud is a rain of bowsers shit, and your household happens to be trying to eat dinner somewhere underneath.

you cant be mad at him for telemarketing you; its his job, hes probably some poor school student living paycheck to paycheck. but what the fuck. he dosnt want to be doing it, you dont want to be doing it. but your the only two people involved. TWISTED SHIT.

i think im gonna be a plumber when i grow up. until then i have a fucking headache. /tylenol
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Ya man, I hear you loud and clear. Yesterday I had the jehovah's witnesses come to the door. They asked for my mom; I had no clue who they were. I said she was gone, and they kept talking to me about nothing and I was confused about who the heck are these people?

And then she sais "I'd like to share something with you." and pulls a bible out of her handbag, and in my head I'm like "oh shit.. here it comes". And she went on and on and asking things like do I go to church and things that just clash with me and my psychedelicized mind. Eventually my dad came around wondering who the heck was at the door and they kept talking and talking and eventually he just said "have a nice day" and closed the door. There's nothing else you can do, they just keep talking, they don't care whether you want to listen to them or not, they just keep talking and not let you say goodbye.

You can feel them being controlled, I know exactly what you mean.

This phenibut is strong stuff, I have a solid buzz going from 1g, I think I'll try 0.5 or 0.7-8 next time. I'm feeling pretty messed up like I took a bunch of xanax, but it feels good.
 
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