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"So what is it" "It's the chemical dreams are made of" "it comes in waves: the first hit you feel awesome, the second hit you feel awful the third hit makes you forget everything" three hits lightly cooking the bowl 1 this feels great 2 my heart is going to explode 3 the color drains from the world into black and white sepia and purple stars the spirit molecule and my body feels like a thousand pounds "just close your eyes and ride it out" fractal light patterns and flashes of eyes the eye of ra? the eye of horus? no the Goddess Seshat I had no idea who she was but she was talking to me her voice breaking through the tentacles and sound wave mesh she said God is weeping and I said but why? is it because I was bad? and she said no, it's because you think you are and his face flashed before drenched in tears only to be replaced by a scorpion but I'm a Taurus and not a Scorpio the silhouette of a bull blowing smoke and she told me many things she told me about me about wisdom about the world then a phone ringer sounded it was a text and the cloud of cosmic dust particles slowly settled It was the real world again only this time more peaceful "Guess how long it's been?" "five minutes?" "twenty." and I could already feel it fading away all that's left are flashes of images and conversation and the feeling that there was an important message
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:28 AM UTC
What Dreams Are Made Of
"So what is it" "It's the chemical dreams are made of" "it comes in waves: the first hit you feel awesome, the second hit you feel awful the third hit makes you forget everything" three hits lightly cooking the bowl 1 this feels great 2 my heart is going to explode 3 the color drains from the world into black and white sepia and purple stars the spirit molecule and my body feels like a thousand pounds "just close your eyes and ride it out" fractal light patterns and flashes of eyes the eye of ra? the eye of horus? no the Goddess Seshat I had no idea who she was but she was talking to me her voice breaking through the tentacles and sound wave mesh she said God is weeping and I said but why? is it because I was bad? and she said no, it's because you think you are and his face flashed before drenched in tears only to be replaced by a scorpion but I'm a Taurus and not a Scorpio the silhouette of a bull blowing smoke and she told me many things she told me about me about wisdom about the world then a phone ringer sounded it was a text and the cloud of cosmic dust particles slowly settled It was the real world again only this time more peaceful "Guess how long it's been?" "five minutes?" "twenty." and I could already feel it fading away all that's left are flashes of images and conversation and the feeling that there was an important message
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Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 10:28 AM UTC
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