Goddamn this mixture of chemicals whilst most soothing and enlightening to the spirit makes its harshness known on my physical body, not for the weak willed, only us that possess the highest want and need for enlightenment need apply, the good Dr Shulgin will see you now.
My perception seems truly distorted and impaired or repaired and true; everything is now manifested as a one dimensional object both street and building have merged into one. Who are these hate filled people, they are true manifestations of this stinking harsh culture and whilst their disposition is truly horrible they reflect rare truth, they are like dogs at a dinner table and when some god sent chemical comes their way they scuttle and jump through hoops so that they may ingest it and I too are a dog with my tongue stuck out hoping this harsh reality doesn’t swallow me whole.

A change of scene “the up most respectable and giving to society”, I make my way to the owner of some big time company’s house of course I’m “and guest” these types of people don’t mingle with my type well. These are the type of people who have scented candles around their toilets and the doors to every bathroom shut as to give the illusion that they don’t actually piss or shit and these items are only here as a courtesy to guests who have to participate in such a vile act.

Come in and see my success type of people, and I see only fog and scared inhabitants of this strange and horrible time there is no happiness here.

That is the one true difference I can see between the two types of people in this world those who are “oor” and those who are “rich” happiness seems void of the latter’s vocabulary replaced by “security and stability”, two words I have never had time for.

The secure and stable are the self imprisoned and deluded they have the illusion that they can buy immortality in expensive gadgets and a 5 year plan.

The one’s who accept and flaunt their vulnerable and short lived lives are the truly enlightened.

All I see here in this lavish house are pigs in fancy clothing attempting to buy everything and yet who own nothing, truly the dregs of the human race.

My mind is to clouded I have no time for this.