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Jun 2014
When I was a little kid I used to play this game while I was taking a ****
I would look at the wallpaper pattern and cross my eyes
It made the wallpaper look as if it were leaping off the wall
Just floating a few inches in front of where it really should
Then I put my hand through the minor hallucination and it would go back to normal
I did this almost every time I sat down to take my little child *****
I eventually stopped doing it and now the wallpaper is gone
I don’t really know what that means but it feels significant
I remember it constantly
My first little experiments with alternate realities
The first time I discovered that the world is not as it seems
That our eyes are just filters for light
That is interpreted by our brains
Which then create the world that we see
I think that might be the first time that I understood that the world is an illusion
To be manipulated at will
As long as we have the will
To manipulate the world to our choosing
Fairly Nietzschean don’t you think?

I don’t know if this was the beginning of what would eventually lead to psychedelics
But it certainly appears that way
I small child sitting in the bathroom for an extra five minutes
Crossing his eyes and staring at the wall
Escaping reality
Diving into the ether
Looking for something new
That funny unseen realization
That just under the surface
If you cross your eyes
There is a whole world unseen and unrealized
Impossible to grasp even
In the realm of the Gods
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   Rose Claire
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