I'm sorry but I had to delete it for two reasons. First, I thought people might think I was bullshitting. Because it might seem exaggerated. Second - I'm fucking paranoid about putting anything online that might one day be used by government against me, and we know that the NSA & their pals at CCHQ are getting it all down. Even this explanation may not be that wise. Not that I have anything to hide these days - but who knows how things will be in 5 or 10 years time? UK or F (former) UK (if Scotland goes) could by then have an all out nazi government. Or just a worse version of the shitheads we have now. At least though by then cannabis will surely be legal. In the US, the UK and most of Europe. Maybe some other things too. But not everything. Hence I think I have to bow to the wisdom of John Lilly who quoted Freud - 'One owes oneself discretion'. I might though keep this thread alive, and post stuff from my actual diary now. Now and again - if I'm in the mood, and not tooo paranoid:mickey:
21st March 20** Lying in bed about 2.30 AM, when I see this bright greenish light coming through the ceiling. I couldn't really tell if I was awake or asleep, it was a bit like what they call 'sleep paralysis'. Suddenly I felt my body being pulled upwards. I was in the grip of a tractor beam. I thought 'shit, this can't be happening. I'm being abducted by fucking aliens'. But it was happening, and pretty soon there I was strapped down on a table constructed from some unknown alloy, with diminutive grey figures clustered around, their beady little green eyes all aglow. Luckily, there was no sign of the anal probes, but they simply experimented on me with 3 drugs. I tried to resist, but I was under tight restraining bands, so I had no chance. First they gave me 120 mg of MDMA. There was then a delay of about an hour or so when they gave 500 micrograms of LSD. Bastards! Grey scum bastard motherfucking shit. Then they did something to my mind, and I found myself suddenly transported to my living room. Seconds after I found myself there, my friend Maximus appeared. To cut the story short, it seems that he'd just had the same identical experience, of being abducted and force fed these diabolical poisons. Each of us also found on our persons a bag containing about a gram of a powder we soon identified as Ketamine. On the foor was a large platic tub containing cannabis. We smoked a joint, then suddenly a kind of flicker passed through my mind. Almost without any volition from me, I heard myself speak. 'Time for a line of K'. Soon, I was insufflating 100 mg. Maximus followed suit. 20 minutes later, it was he who spoke. 'Time for another line dude'. My acquiescence was immediate and the result indescribable. I began to wonder about those aliens. I thought - before it was like a christmas tree. Now it's like a christmas tree but the lights have been turned on. I doubted that I would ever find a better analogy. 'Do you think they're trying to just fuck our minds?' I looked hard at my old companion. 'Who is trying to fuck our minds? The little men and women in the the TV box? The ones on the net? The fucking Buddhist nihilist bastards? Obama? Cameron? Islam? Bp? Or just your fucking feeble paranoia my old buddy? Or are you just afraid of the twatted morons out there in the crowd? That they'll spill beer or puke on your gear? Call you a leftie hippy terrorist and drag you off to their very own Srebrenica ? I said I thought all those cunts and others too in unseen shadow worlds. In ships with traktor beams and unspeakable tables of metal. Far worse than bloody Yugoslavia or some Buddhist/Islamic war. But by now, those wee grey manikins had outlived their function. And we were back on the planet, although now moving further from the body with every moment. We put on music by Sir John Tavener, and got another line going. I got up to use the bathroom. In the corridor I felt the intense presence of Sri Ramakrishna Paramhansa, and Ma Indira Devi, two great mystics of modern India. They were both shining with some kind of higher light of consciousness and bliss. Ananda. Still in this divine light, I took a piss in 'la' toilet. La because it looked feminine in the linguistic sense. When I got back downstairs Maximus was sitting immobile in a yoga posture I'd taught him sometime before, hands forming the traditional Indian gesture of Pranam, palms pressed close together. Tavener's 'Last Sleep of the Virgin' created a beautific soundscape somewhere near the level of inaudibility. 'Hey Max, I saw Ma' He didn't reply nor bat an eyelid. I looked at him with slight concern. Was this a bit too much? This kind of thing was not behaviour I'd observed in my friend before. Quite the reverse in fact. I guessed that he was probably on the edge of the K hole, and decided I'd have another line whilst Max was away with the fairies. TBC.......
That was very much interesting to me! I'de love to read more, if you're not too paranoid of course. X) It's ok if you don't want to.
HI all, i apologize for not posting in a while. The reason is pretty obvious, (Covid-19). Me and the hubby has not had much action, except for this past veterans day. Dont really like posting our business on here, but thought i would this time because it was the first time myself and the hubby tried MDMA (Ecstasy). OMG.....crushing this stuff was heaven and putting it up my ass and then my hubby's ass was like we couldn't get enough. We used warm water to dissolve all the pills. After about 20 minutes i felt like i could fuck for hours, i was so horny, i couldn't describe it on here. I have to got to work, so i cant post a book, haha...BUt i will tell you all this, me and the him fucked for hours and i love anal and riding and watching him take that "John Holmes Dildo" up his ass and mine, its like we couldnt get enough....WAS SO HOT.....WILL POST MORE LATER, TIME FOR WORK...BYE BYE
