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Really, that's so fucked. The negative feedback loop you described makes the situation even seem more hopeless.
The thing is, it's like a game, as a person you try to minimize the costs (both money and the cost of 'life'). It's just that in this case one has no real idea what the odds are of turning seriously ill, and even then... would it surpass the amount you've paid for insurance all that time? On top of that, how much you value your own life decreases with time I'd guess, as well as the short-term money.
(2000$ now is much more valuable to you than 2000$ you'd have saved in 15 years by being insured).

I guess this is a real American way to look at it =D , but if I had numbers I'd probably crunch 'em, if people really have to pay $600 a month, it's probably better to play the game 'risky'.

Where I live it's included in the taxes, we never even worry or think much about it, hope something changes for you guys, really complicated country...
 
I can't even really imagine your system. Here even the poorest people can get health care almost for free. Actually people on welfare probably get it really for free because welfare will pay for everything that is essential such as rent, electricity and water. So they cover all those kind of bills. Even acute dentist is covered.


I've been on therapy and meeting a psychologist for like a year almost every week and haven't paid anything for it.

People have health insurances here too though and I have one also. It would cover expensive medicine etc or if I got into accident and paralyzed or something and the costs would be tens of thousands or more. I think my insurance would get me like 100k instantly if I had some serious permanent injury.
 
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Another thing that lack of free health care does is it basically eliminates preventative care unless you have lots of money. Our system is focused on fixing or living with disease, when it should be focused on living in such a way as to prevent disease. So many people (including myself today) decline to go to the doctor unless they're actively feeling bad, because it's gonna cost them. So no one catches something until it's already serious.

Where I live it's included in the taxes, we never even worry or think much about it, hope something changes for you guys, really complicated country...

Yeah for some reason around here, people have been brainwashed into thinking that would be a "free handout"... just like other social safety nets like welfare and unemployment benefits. But it's not free! We pay for it with taxes! We pay a lot in taxes but these days very little goes to anything that helps anyone but the ultra wealthy and their corporations. Instead of providing health care to people, we give corporate tax cuts. Instead of rebuilding our crumbling infrastructure, we fuel the war machine. Instead of passing laws to help the middle class recover, instead we continue to make policies that are increasingly turning the populace into wage slaves. They want a cheap workforce. Basically various movers and shakers have been slowly squeezing out the middle class and making it harder and harder to achieve "the American dream". And somehow - and I have to hand it to them, it's pretty genius - the people who most need "socialist" policies (it's not really socialism, it's just using funds for society instead of for individuals but "socialism" has become a bad word, it's directly ripped off of the whole "red scare" with communists in the cold war era) are the ones most against them. It's so weird.
 
This is now become one of my favorite psychedelics hands down. This has been one the most fun hilarious trips of my life. And my enthusiasm was infectious towards my girlfriend and we just had the greatest time ever. When things got frisky it was fantastic. I honestly was so fucked up and strung out on benzos when I experimented with this in the past i never gave it a fair shake. The experience was all muddled up

It's just such a blissful and beautiful state I'm in right now. The visuals are phenomenal, the definition of swirly. I can't wait to push up the dose. Next time I'm gonna try 22mgs, I'm sure it will be something magical. The come up wasn't the greatest like the first 30 or 40mins I had this strange sensation in my stomach but it passed and it's been straight euphoria since.

What a beautiful world this is ? ✨
 
I like your new avatar. :) Glad your trip has been so awesome, you took 4-HO-MET, right?
 
Yes indeed, was actually just sitting back thinking about combining this with some of that San Pedro powder next week. Have about 3 solid Mescaline experiences worth left and then I'm going to have to get more. I bet mixing that with 4-HO-MET would be a spiritual experience. They are both such euphoric psychedelics.

This avatar is great isn't it, I love kitties =D
 
Health care in America is fucked for sure. I went to the ER one time in my life and it tanked my credit. All because I couldn't pay them $10,000 up front. It isn't supposed to hurt your credit but the hospital declared bankruptcy 6 months later and all outstanding debt was sold off to bill collector that has done nothing but harass me ever since. I only owe $2k but at this point I'm so pissed about how they've treated me I'm refusing to settle it out of spite. I've gone most of my adult life without seeing a doctor. I've started going again lately and all he's done is thrown anti-psychotics and anti-depressants at me. The entire visit is him talking on the phone to other doctors about other patients and asking me if I want a script/need a script refilled. He kinda fixed my back but it wasn't $250 worth of work imho.
 
They just want you in and out, they don't give a fuck. It's a money-making endeavor. Now of course there are doctors who care, my doctor at the last place I lived had his own practice, just him and his secretary/nurse (she was both). He cared so much and really put his mind to figuring things out and helping you. He specifically did not push drugs, I mean sometimes drugs were a good option and he'd do it but for him it was a last resort after trying methods of just changing aspects of your life. Best doctor I've ever had. But they seem few and far between.

To me it's absolutely criminal and abhorrent that someone could have something happen to them, a car accident, a heart attack, whatever, and suddenly be saddled with like $50,000 of debt or more. They can't pay that unless they're wealthy. So the poor guy is saddled with debt basically forever because some shit happened. It's just wrong. Plus the prices they charge are obscene. It's like $800 for an ambulance ride. People can get charged $10,000 a day in the ER. I was reading a posted list of charges somewhere on the Internet, and turns out they were charging like $50 each time for ibuprofen or some shit like that (I don't remember the details, just the gist of it). It's an absurd situation and it's hard to imagine that anyone in this country who isn't a health insurance executive or a hospital executive/owner would defend the system, yet so many do, so many are opposed to free healthcare, I don't understand why. If we just stopped pumping all our money into corporate tax cuts and the war machine, we'd have SO MUCH to work with. We could fix our infrastructure and actually take care of the citizens of this country. I mean we pay taxes, what the fuck for? It should be for stuff that benefits the greater good, that we benefit from too. Instead it's being stolen by greedy ultra-wealthy sociopaths who have a mental disease where they never feel like they have enough wealth/power.

Yeah I think about this stuff a lot. =D I also post in the CEP forum (now it's CEPS - current events, politics and science)
 
I was just thinking about Pharmakos guys, and I'm really worried. We were communicating regularly, in fact he was going to send me some of his psychedelic book collection because he wanted it to be passed on to someone who would treasure it. He told me he was about to start chemo again and then stopped logging in or posting. I know he's been battling that fucking cancer for years, went into remission 3 or 4 times but keeps coming back. I hope he's just feeling really shitty from the chemo or something and doesn't have time or energy to post... but I fear something else. :(

Buddy if you see this could you please drop us a line, or me at least? I'm really worried about you, I think about you often and hope you can beat this thing, and haven't succumbed.

Cancer scares the fuck out of me.
 
Yeah, Ive also been thinking about him. Really worried. We were talking about music last year. Then he disappeared. I hope hes just taking time to recover. Dude was so chill and down to earth. He deserves to beat that fucking disease.
 
Fucking cancer man. Degenerative diseases in general in fact, fuck 'em. My dad recently died after battling ALS for 6 years, he became a prisoner in his own body, it was the worst thing I've ever seen, watching him suffer. That stuff scares the hell out of me...
 
I try not to bring this up because it I don't like talking about people this way but: Have you guys noticed that the good people typically end up being the ones that die suddenly/early while the people that spend their time being horrible to everyone around them seem to live forever? I've noticed it with people I know locally where we've lost so many good people to things like opioids, cancer, and freak accidents while the folks most people don't care for seem to just keep going and going despite the fact that they probably should have been shot and killed a long time ago.

I hate to be this way but I've noticed a pattern. It feels like sometimes people doing the most evil in the world are allowed to keep going to spread as much of it around as possible. One former friend in particular comes to mind here. He's burned ever bridge over the years including one with me (which is hard to do, I gave him so many second chances) and I'm convinced he'll live until he's 100 despite multiple ODs, almost losing his arm to a missed shot, stealing from everyone, having a gun pulled on him multiple times for stealing/robbing, and driving around like an idiot with no concern about his own safety or anyone else. Why can't people like that go early instead of all the good ones?

I'm going to go clean off my Grandfather's grave today and take some flowers to him. I have four friends buried in the same cemetery that I haven't visited in many years. I think I'm going to go around and smoke a little grass with all of them. I miss them all so much.
 
I had the most profound example of the good dying young with my dad recently, who passed after a long and horrific battle with ALS which crushed his personality eventually and turned him into a paralyzed shell of his former self who wanted to die every moment. About 600 people to his wake and although I already knew he was an amazing and selfless guy I was blown away and moved to tears by things people I'd never even met were telling me about he changed their lives or impacted them profoundly positively. He always believed in providing for his family and always being there for us, he was the perfect dad, stern teacher but loving and always supportive of us. He made me who I am today, well, he and my mom. When he got diagnosed, he retired slightly early which was fine. He and my mom were so excited to get to spend their golden years traveling and doing everything they always wanted to but were too busy for, especially him. He worked himself to the bone for us and never once expected anything from us for it other than to grow up and be good people which I was absolutely inspired to do.

When the planet he ran hit the economic crisis of 2008-2009, he literally took no pay whatsoever for 2 years so he would have to fire a good less people. He really cared about his employees and went out of his way to help them, giving them loans, helping with some problem, being there to listen. He mentored a lot of troubled young people to. He gave ex-aloholics trying to rebuild their lives jobs, one guy in particular rebuilt his whole life and is the happiest guy in the world, and he lays that all on my dad. It's so inspiring, he was truly the best man I knew. He made a lot of money but he used that money to start charities and then personally run them on top of his job and other commitments. Through it all, he was always, always there for me.

Then this senseless, terrible disease hit and all my parents' plans were ruined. Instead my mom became his full-time caregiver and she tried hard not to but she started to resent him and he knew it and it made him so unbelievably sad, and me too because they were best friends, so close, it was beautiful. The last 3 years of his life, he told me he was living in Hell and that he wanted to die... I think he was asking me obliquely if I would do it, which of course I didn't because there's no way I could kill my dad, my biggest role mode, one of the people I love the most. It was horrific beyond words seeing this happen, to the point that it was a relief when he died because he wanted to so bad.

Why this horrible affliction that was literally his worst nightmare come true (he was a guy who wanted to help and be there for others, not have people waiting on him hand and foot and their own lives suffering because of it). It hurt him so badly that it broke him and to me it's the most grossly unfair thing in the world that such a good man, the guy MOST deserving of enjoying a nice retirement with his wife who was his best friend. Instead he had his worth nightmare come true and everything got fucked up for him, every single fucking thing. His retirement was torture, literally hell as he told me, when it should have been FINALLY a time to focus on himself and not sacrifice himself all the time so his family could be comfortable and my mom could raise us full-time.

Its the most tragic thing I've ever witnessed, and it seems so horrifically unfair.

It happens to others, too, a lot of good, kind people get screwed by colleagues or family or others by being taken advantage if and used up. That's not fair either. I think life is crazy and there's no moral force on high saying "yep, I'm gonna give ALS to the guy who deserves it to least, cuz I's a shithead like that. I think sometimes randomness can horrible but I think that's what it is.
 
I try not to bring this up because it I don't like talking about people this way but: Have you guys noticed that the good people typically end up being the ones that die suddenly/early while the people that spend their time being horrible to everyone around them seem to live forever? I've noticed it with people I know locally where we've lost so many good people to things like opioids, cancer, and freak accidents while the folks most people don't care for seem to just keep going and going despite the fact that they probably should have been shot and killed a long time ago.

I hate to be this way but I've noticed a pattern. It feels like sometimes people doing the most evil in the world are allowed to keep going to spread as much of it around as possible. One former friend in particular comes to mind here. He's burned ever bridge over the years including one with me (which is hard to do, I gave him so many second chances) and I'm convinced he'll live until he's 100 despite multiple ODs, almost losing his arm to a missed shot, stealing from everyone, having a gun pulled on him multiple times for stealing/robbing, and driving around like an idiot with no concern about his own safety or anyone else. Why can't people like that go early instead of all the good ones?

I'm going to go clean off my Grandfather's grave today and take some flowers to him. I have four friends buried in the same cemetery that I haven't visited in many years. I think I'm going to go around and smoke a little grass with all of them. I miss them all so much.

Yah. I knew this guy back in the day. Robbed my house. Countless other people. Always doing the shadiest most fucked up stuff. Know he pulled guns, shot at people. Dude. NEVER got arrested once. Strangest shit.
 
1) one person tends to relate more to people they consider to be "good", so in your circle of friends, family and acquaintances, there is most likely a larger pool of "good people" to die young by chance than of those you consider "bad".

2) people you consider to be "good" might be considered by others to be "bad" for various reasons.

I believe "good people die young" is one of those assertions formed by several cognitive biases. after all, the human mind is really really bad at doing statistics intuitively.
 
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So the doof I was going to over a long weekend in June didn't get its local gov approval thanks to some clause on the property lease and not enough time to work through it.

So it's going underground baby!!! Will be a bit of a further drive, but oh well still keen as fk to give the DOC a try
 
Nice man, underground is cool. The one I'm heading to in an hour is above-board but it's really small so there's no police presence or anything. And a lot of naked people.

Man guys I'm tired, 2 days ago I was doing 4-FMA and I ended up staying up til the sun came up and then sleeping with the help of etizolam for a few hours. Been tired since then, I did get a natural 8 and a half hours of sleep last night but my body just feels weary. Not the best position to be in before a Burn. Derp.
 
That's why towards the end of my 3-MMC days i started using alot of a-PHP. I'd be so wiped out from the binges i needed something to keep going for work. I had alot of LSD during that era and would eat doses on days without sleep sometimes. The trips we're utterly insane do to the sleep deprivation.

The 3-MMC does feel amazing though my friend. After Mephedrone disappeared I was chasing that feeling again hard, but nothing can ever replace it for me. 4-MMC was one of my favorite empathogens i ever used along side MDMA, MDA and Methylone.

I'm feeling in a pretty blissful state right now. Last night's trip had some serious life and death tones and in just grateful to be here. What psych's do you plan on eating at the festival?
 
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