I was flipping through an old notebook when I came across somethng I wrote whilst tripping on E for the first and only time back at the old school:
"Can I write? The words write themselves. Like magic. Weird. A normal activity transformed into an event. Lines extending on their own
3:14 AM
Everything is much more fluid. Liquid. Morphing before my eyes. The same, but different. the normal, but seen in a new way...experienced anew. Sensations are heightened. Can be focused on a single act that can be extended indefinately. Now I grow weary of writing!"
I remember I stayed up all night that night. I spent the rest of the evening cleaning and humming compulsively.
"Can I write? The words write themselves. Like magic. Weird. A normal activity transformed into an event. Lines extending on their own
3:14 AM
Everything is much more fluid. Liquid. Morphing before my eyes. The same, but different. the normal, but seen in a new way...experienced anew. Sensations are heightened. Can be focused on a single act that can be extended indefinately. Now I grow weary of writing!"
I remember I stayed up all night that night. I spent the rest of the evening cleaning and humming compulsively.
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now you tell me yours. whats this book? and does it have to do with the charactors you paint? if not what does?
im so curious about drugs like E and what not but too paranoid about losing the smallest amount of self awareness that i probably wont ever try any.