Dreams and Hallucinations By Christopher Jordan

I was gonna wait 'til I was sober to write something new, but I've been awake for almost four days now and I keep hallucinating mad, wonderful things from sleep deprivation, as well as the ecstacy, coke, speed, LSD, ketamine and alcohol I shoved into myself at a friend's halloween party.

(Disclaimer: I'm fine. I smoked a tonne of joints to keep level, and practiced driving a ladder in the dude's hall for a while before getting into the car, just to be safe.)

So now it's two days and two parties later and this morning I finally fell into a 40 minute coma, whereupon my brain unlocked that weird, inaccessible channel hidden at the back that sometimes opens when you watch a sunrise on mushrooms or whatever, and it flooded massive amounts of self-understanding into my head that, unfortunately, I just can't explain linguistically.

And anyone who's been really fucked up on hallucinogens before will know kinda what I mean! You can't talk a painting into someone's head, especially one complex enough to portray an existentialist reflection of what the fuck's going on in their boring, sheltered lives, all being cruelly ruled by all the stupid lies and fear mongering and backwards social pressuring. They have to see it for themselves, and realise that a little temporary madness and two days of feeling a bit tired is a small price to pay. Tell your kids.

in Edinburgh, United Kingdom


BE WARNED! My views and opinions are not for everyone. You should avoid reading anything I write if you respect religion, tolerance, sobriety or general human decency.

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