Ok so i have a verry good friend, and she is just starting to figure out that she is a psychonaut.
here is something she wrote that i couldnt help myself but to share with you guys. i figured my friends on psychonaut may find pleasure in this amazing description of being high.
enjoy!
"Walking on the ground never felt softer. My knees are rusty and refuse to bend. My brain is twisted and puts everything in a container that will be lost the next day. My stomach is as deep as the earths core, and my taste buds have never been so satisfied. If I wanted to, I could hear a lady bud crawling on the stem of a prickly green weed in my back yard. I can hear my voice. My real voice. Every crackle in my speech becomes a issue to me. Why does this earth feel so artificial ? A circular realm floating in a vast black abyss. When will we reach the end ? My mind races with questions that cannot be answered by the brains of a human. What is the higher power ? The past is covered with a white mist that somehow turns solid. I cannot recollect anything other than what my eyes are glancing at. Every time I blink, my mind is wiped clean. I try to concentrate on something, but an invisible barrier is blocking my path. I feel alive. I feel insane. No matter what I feel, it doesn’t matter. Because my mind is just a machine. A machine that tells me to sleep. Tells me to eat. Tells me that I it will be alright. Helping me through every bump on my disorganized path. This earth is a grain of sand. How can I possible matter. A blank stare uncovers a crack in the wall. This becomes a crack in my eyes, and I turn away quickly so I am not forever affected by it. What am I thinking ? I’ve gone numb. I cant think. I cant see. I cant hear. Lay down. Eyelids shut. I am coming down now. I want to disappear inside my head. Sleep until the sun no longer remains. A blank image occupies my dreams. The answer to all my questions are still unseen. I wake up feeling weary…… What happened last night ?"
:ANAL:
here is something she wrote that i couldnt help myself but to share with you guys. i figured my friends on psychonaut may find pleasure in this amazing description of being high.
enjoy!
"Walking on the ground never felt softer. My knees are rusty and refuse to bend. My brain is twisted and puts everything in a container that will be lost the next day. My stomach is as deep as the earths core, and my taste buds have never been so satisfied. If I wanted to, I could hear a lady bud crawling on the stem of a prickly green weed in my back yard. I can hear my voice. My real voice. Every crackle in my speech becomes a issue to me. Why does this earth feel so artificial ? A circular realm floating in a vast black abyss. When will we reach the end ? My mind races with questions that cannot be answered by the brains of a human. What is the higher power ? The past is covered with a white mist that somehow turns solid. I cannot recollect anything other than what my eyes are glancing at. Every time I blink, my mind is wiped clean. I try to concentrate on something, but an invisible barrier is blocking my path. I feel alive. I feel insane. No matter what I feel, it doesn’t matter. Because my mind is just a machine. A machine that tells me to sleep. Tells me to eat. Tells me that I it will be alright. Helping me through every bump on my disorganized path. This earth is a grain of sand. How can I possible matter. A blank stare uncovers a crack in the wall. This becomes a crack in my eyes, and I turn away quickly so I am not forever affected by it. What am I thinking ? I’ve gone numb. I cant think. I cant see. I cant hear. Lay down. Eyelids shut. I am coming down now. I want to disappear inside my head. Sleep until the sun no longer remains. A blank image occupies my dreams. The answer to all my questions are still unseen. I wake up feeling weary…… What happened last night ?"
:ANAL:
