Everybody loves acid, don't they? It's one of those drugs that you've either tried yourself and regaled your friends with ridiculous, often unbelievable stories of, or that you've been on the receiving end of said stories about its so called powers of enlightenment. In my experience, your state of mind at the time is the biggest influencing factor on your trip. I'd like to think my state of mind at the moment is pretty sound, and hence, after a totally mental time under the influence of the aforementioned psychotropic substance, I made some pretty fundamental discoveries. It was dark at times, but most of all, it was bang on...

My discoveries

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A vessel, the body as a receptacle to bottle life as it passes by, fragments of a storm crystalised in time and space, furious moments suspended between us, I and you, the world we are wired to, weaning from the earth as newborns seeing afresh the old ways of our parents, preparing our frontiers for a battle won, softening the blows that came, that could come, relearning new habits, reworking ourselves into a future of rebirth, a destination to complete the cyclical nature of being, the incidence of creation, mothered by and then mothering, as if to attend to a shared concept of energy, we, the brothers and sisters, the lovers and loners, and those voyaging between spheres of otherness, rediscovering in themselves a place we can all call home, more of a feeling then a firm location, nestling, residing, resounding within.



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Sensory filters, funnels of palette-able experience, the olbas oil feels green, tastes heady, washes me out, cutting to my core channels, passing right through those veins and airways I house myself within and opening me, oiling me, easing my passage out of here into here again, here and there, where I find myself, both lost and found, salvaged and sailed, adrift an ocean of time and place, sound and sight, pinpointed in thought for some small eternity, which, now passing has not yet begun and is beginning to fade out, but it is there, between the pages of a closed book, located in the underside of a object you may wish to nominate, or in all of nature, another portal of awareness with which one can understand all and nothing, the crystal image.

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