Post 1:

hate the experience of taking psychedelics but it does have a positive effect on my confidence in the days after. i dont want to take more but i want to have taken more a few days ago. i hate that i cant get to after it until i go through it. it’s not unpleasant (except for when it is which is roughly half the time) but i just mentally dive into shallow puddles thinking it’s deep as fuck, and i say such completely vapid shit and think that i really said something. and then i have to look at myself and be like. wow this is really the kind of shit i think about when my brain has the ability to freely associate without prejudice. light comes from INSIDE the campfire… and its dark OUTSIDE of it… bold concepts. the 3 days after i’ll still be really letting myself think whatever thoughts without beating the shit out of the thoughts along the way, which is a load off my back mentally. but i think beating the shit out of my thoughts saves me some time. don’t have to have an external conversation to be like, no man, campfires having the light inside of them is not that deep. at least not deep enough to spend all this time on. i think my body needs me to chill out though. and drinking sadly only makes me more productive at the expense of my liver, so i have to go elsewhere for recreation.

Post 2:

this comes to mind because of a brand new interaction with a Psychedelics Guy who is really into the concept of human consciousness but who is unbearable to talk to because he identifies as uniquely intelligent without actually being even the average amount of intelligent. and i speak from a place of firm familiarity with the average amount of intelligence. some people really think that disagreeing with everything anyone says is the same thing as having a thought worth sharing. i was not the target of this Consciousness Contrarian today, but i considered helpfully providing a glossary of words he appears to have mislearned. either this person was deeply failed my high school teachers, or they realized one adult was wrong once when they were around 8 and they stopped listening to people or learning new things from reputable sources of literally any kind at that point. so like either they quit learning like 10 years ago or like 20 years ago. that’s really sad for them, genuinely. there is every chance that they HAVE been to community college for a semester of philosophy or psychology since then. i would hate to be in that classroom.

anyway, who doesn’t like psychedelics? i can’t blame them entirely for the enthusiasm there.