Mydriasis Aletheia

Mydriasis Aletheia Sep 2017

The city is quiet
on this stoney
Sunday evening.

Some students are hungover,
Some carry on the ReSession.

Dusk; and the streets are zen,
Clear-skies and lamplight
shining down as night sets in.

Who's on the recovery buzz,
Who's keeping it going?

The sauce is flowing,
What justice!

Mydriasis Aletheia Sep 2017

Messiness, Beatific

Trying to survive
the long road home
but if you want to live
you ought find a new way home.

Talk to yourself like you would
someone you love. High places,
Low stations; can't place the hour
as I walk through these suburbs.

The smell of turf in the morning
and the taste of cold chamomile.

#dreaming

Mydriasis Aletheia Sep 2017

Nothing Particular

Some people are so alive and full of life,
Some people just want to die
as the world burns
around them

because nothing is
so warm.

You know,
I could have told you

so much more
if I weren't so afraid
of the stars and those lives
that I left behind all those closed doors.

I can't pin this feeling down.

Mydriasis Aletheia Aug 2017

Sageous Travails

I dreamed of 839 last night,
I dreamed the gang was back together
and it really messed me up.

Here comes the last festival
of this lost summer,
*"Safe as ****."

Quote:
Line Six from Jeremy Faxman in Human Traffic [1999]

Mydriasis Aletheia Aug 2017

Streetlight, Crystalised

Looking back over my shoulder
down the path we're walking,
Looking for a wolf howling

out for nostalgias past. So broken
I knew winter that summer, so much
it was enough. The wonders discovered

under the throes of streetlight
broke me down
and I did rejoice
because I knew nothing else,

That 'static burn on my heart and a tang of
crystal streetlight in my mouth.

**

Mydriasis Aletheia Aug 2017

That Futile Feeling

I walked to the gig but it wasn't in me
Saw a couple heads as I was leaving.
I walked over, greeted them, lost myself
in the lull of conversation. As I looked
in their eyes, at their demeanor, I saw what
I'd been trying to leave behind. I tried to hide from it,
I realized: I wish I'd just get wrecked, be carefree and destroy myself,

But I can't do it and I don't know why.

#selfsabotage #recovery #recovering

Mydriasis Aletheia Aug 2017

Poise

Few things are so therapeutic
as discovering new music.

Especially when paired
with 10mg of a rather rare
base tryptamine. I have been
known to enjoy the occasional
obscure psychoactive substance.

Methylisopropyltryptamine
certainly has some merit, MiPT held my curiosity for a number of years but there's only one way to truly know a compound.

I am a proponent of harm reduction
and a research chemical enthusiast,
Ironically enough
the two are not mutually exclusive.

Since 4-**-MiPT and 5-MeO-MiPT have pronounced tactile and stimulant components (and DiPT is particularly aural) I expect MiPT to emphasise the haptic (and aural) over visual or psychic. The difference in pharmacological action between MiPT (and/or DiPT) and that of DMT, DPT or MPT may serve to highlight correlates which could indicate processes responsible for presenting/representing aural and tactile as distinguished from visual or semantic perception.