wher eyou see meanings in dreaming meandcsape. i can see where its in. a little bit of sprinkled magic mind tinkling. adds magic meanings to associations. you can see the meanings. you can see the imagery associations throught the mind when a peice of reality is processes. what matters next is a conscous twinkle of reality that sees the depths of truth. a falsified meaning of disocovering the universe itelself? a place maybe heaven? could a confused state of crazyness be the closest way to get to heaven? you see the connection of nothing that makes all sense. sense? a cat gets cross connected with a word that doesnt make any sense and becomes an image in the brain which gets a sudden and profound meaning. i have discovered somthing! oh no wait. what meaning can a meaning have if a meaning is just a chemical reaction in your brain. interesting shit. here sir, just one more toke, one more pill, one last tab of acid. and he will continue his journey of discovery. answer the questions of the universe, and peice together reality, peice by peice. its a mission of justice and curiosity into the unknown. untill sir makes his final disocovery. he may have discovered somthing horrific and be traumatised forever, locked up in an asilme never to mix with society again. or may have found true enlightenment and be enriched for the rest of his life. whos to say what this boy discovered is crazy.
lately i have been takin drugs, or wanting to take even more drugs, to see how much i can discover. things are opening up. things are becoming interesting.
Remember, whatever you learn on drugs, implement that in normal life. That is the whole point of using, not abusing drugs. Why you need knowledge if you don't use it? Don't look for answers, try to live without questions.... I guess....
Discoveries while influenced by psychedelics. You don't discover answers or really anything of that sort... Any question you seek to be answered will need to be answered by yourself. A drug won't make something out of nothing. The answers reside in side of you. "Lucy will show you various paths to walk upon, only you will decide to take the steps and look for the answers within yourself"
I gotta tell you man, I was high today and I was playing with my guitar and just getting some awesome sounds out of it, working with technique and tone. I was really playing around in a more experimental way than I used tro. I'm really loving how free and creative I've gotten recently, and I look back at my attempts just a few weeks ago as pretty amateurish. The mother bummer in this whole thing is how afraid society's become of substances that could theoretically, with controlled use, heal psychological damage and illnesses and correct a multitude of psychosomatic physical ailments. I say fuck it, pschedelics are clearly the real spaceship off of this planet, and onto a new earth of human potential. I've experienced enough to know that I personally have the resourcefulness to really go somewhere with this. You just need to be willing to have that freedom. A lot of people are afraid to be free. Me, I relish it, can't get enough. All I've ever wanted was to be free. I hated school growing up. I hated being in a classroom unless I was drawing monsters and stuff. It was like,who gives a shit about this, I want to go outside and watch bugs. I never cared much for etiquette either, or in dressing a certain way to impress. My thoughts were, if you are kind and projecting good vibes (intuitively I understood). I don't care how you eat, with your hands or a fork or if you sweatpants or the goofiest looking costumes. This society is stuck up on bullshit nonsense. We're worried about our kids watching sex on TV and acting and looking "acceptable" while war and violence and other really negative stuff clouds the airwaves. I say fuck it man, I wanna go live in a commune or something or just move to where there's more people like me and just become this really badass musician and writer. I'm sick of having these expectations hung on me that I should spend my time working to afford all this material shit I don't really need. Give me imagination and the medium to exercise it, and I'll give myself all the fun in the world and make others feel real good too. Well, that and give other people's stuff to dig too. So I do love everyone, I'm not antisocial. It's just that the vast majority of the population, at least in my country, piss me off. It's always bills, debt, money spent, and then wallowing in all the stress and hassle of paying it off. These people are so afraid of true freedom that they work themselves to death so that there's no time to imagine it. I'm having a real hard time relating to these people, their values, and the way they spend their time. It's like, instead of just exclusively watching other peoples stuff, work on your own! Even if it sucks, you gotta start somewhere.
Peter: Can't really be bothered to write a full response to your post, but I just wanted to let you know that I feel what you're saying on a very personal level Our insights on this subject clearly share a very similar root.
Well put Pete. Just remember, psychedelic drugs dont show you anything that you didnt ALREADy have in your mind to begin with. They just clear the cobwebs. A chemical compound wont give you the awnsers, it will def. give you the formula for the equation though.
I love my lucy quote I made...gives me good vibes. you know what is fucking sweet to do. let's say you do sum LSD. look at a lot of like neurological journals about LSD and it's effect on the brain. after a while you get a larger picture of things and you can actually kind of "feel" what is happening on in your brain...I know it's really just a psychosematic thing but it is still cool as fuck to know what really goes on in there rather than eating chemicals and not knowing the physical effects as well as the mental effects. edit: read the journals prior to taking the cid, and have a reminder to think about it...maybe a cellular alarm...because it's easy to forget about things you planned on thinkin about
its like a never ending stem. each answer we get opens up another "5" questions. each one of those questions will eventually be "answered" in a way. which will in turn open up another 5 quesitons to each "answer". so im talkin a major stem here, and it will just mutliply on and on. and when the stem can reach no further and you have gone way to deep. maybe then you have become "crazy".
its a never ending stem... what is crazy anyways aside from a social construct used to define those who think outside the box. Many of the most brilliant thinkers in the history of man were considered crazy during their time/
I will pose some "radical" questions countering your counter culture thoughts. Why do they have to think outside of a box, what is so relevant about a box and being outside of it? Sanity as well as pretty much everything in this world is in the eye of he beholder. So if i don't agree with what you do, there may be a slight chance that i would agree to disagree due to a cultue shock. Happiness, Sadness, Love, Hate....all not solid seemingly tangeble terms....all ideas my impression of crazy is not by their actions entirely, but by their disposition, their mannerisms, their speech, their eating habits, sleeping habits etc etc. crazy is something absoltely foreign to me but not likely to adapt in my opinion welp can't stay awake anymore. guess i'm crazy for trying to type this half away
hhaha...heavy shit man. You didnt really counter my idea as much as elaborate on it. But you've hit the nail on the head and severed the skull. Crazy cannot be determined by any member of the human race because crazy is a term used by the collective consciousness to define one particular manner of behaving. Who came up with this construct and how did the innovator come to the conclusion that such mannerisms were sane or otherwise. It doesn't really matter though does it, because sanity is in the eye of the beholder. I guess we only have our own points of view and experience to determine if we alone think of another human as crazy. Insanity to some may be religion to me....guess I'm crazy as well
(this bit got cut off n forget how the senteence started) ll for the way yous view crazy. cause i truelly do to. but still if you comdown from dreamland their is such a thing as crazy. and i have been psychotic before, and i knew i was psychotic despite my running around shit scared cause i realised i had been taken by aliens when i was young. well when it was happening it was real i sapose, when i realised it. but i guess i dont know what im talking about now. ummm. shit. umm it took me a while to realise that it wasnt real, and for me to calm the fuck down. and took months more to rationalise that maybe it was just me being 'crazy'. crazy perhaps is just a freakout after discovering such an event as being taken by aliens. an abnormal event triggered it that no one would beleive. or perhaps trippin and discovering somthing sooo abnormal in the head, that no one else will beleive, and thus call you crazy. just because it was not what they were used to. i can tell my topic isnt straight enough. i cant concentarete. im all over the place with what i beleive. because truelly i dont beleive anything. after one acid trip a while ago. i have an open view to everything, and dont really beleive one thing or another. my beleifs were shattered and i dont know what i beleive now in relation to anything. even that beleif is a beleif i sapose. its confusiing. hmm maybe thats what i did beleive, and with time beleivs change, and now i have differnt beleivs. just not 100% on anything, cause how can you be 100% jibberish all of it.
