I did acid once and once was enough but I'll never forget it I halucinated - digitally (and this was the seventies - ahead of my time or what!) perfect cubes in shades of colourlessness appeared and disappeared like children's building blocks stacking and unstacking themselves before my disbelieving wide-awake-but-shit!-I'm-leaving eyes and it was an even bigger surprise than I thought at the time because since then we've discovered computers and silicone and The Matrix and shit and I realize how revealing my halucinations may have been I'm a big believer in the power of the subconscious and recalling my dreams seems such a random affair but what I suspect is they're ALL in there every thought and dream and experience a human being ever processed is recorded in glorious technicolor and filed away for the day of the Big Download we just can't handle it all at once or our brains would explode so we've compressed it into Jpegs, and bites and files meanwhile we function at about one percent capacity like battery chickens or cellphones so maybe if our Big Download reveals anything original we'll go up a level on the big computer game in the sky if not then you and I say goodbye to the Digital Deity and get sent round again or recycled (Hell is getting sent back to get your chips fried) and deep down we suspect something like this about ourselves and we're constantly reaching for it so we pray and drink and screw and do drugs or maybe try to write a poem or two . |
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Wow. The level of introspection and deep thought made this poem very good. But the level of introspection and deep thought made so simplistic, is truly something else. I loved this line:
before my disbelieving
wide-awake-but-shit!-I'm-leaving eyes
It was a good laugh. Overall, fantastic poem, tons of thought, very good read. Enough said.
-Kitten
language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.
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Join up now!
Hey Skyview, I'm thinking of starting a cult with this nonsense so if you're interested please send me a large cheque! Ha Ha! Actually I love sci-fi theories of the universe and the building blocks were such an unexpected, unorganic thing to halucinate, especially in black and white, that it always made me wonder. Thanks for the comment and glad it made you smile! Hugs >W<
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first of all, i'd encourage every man, woman, and child over the age of fifteen to eat a little sunshine acid here and there (haha) loved the ending..... liked most of the message. although some its like that voodoo 'subconscious' shit that your dude feeds you when you go to pick up a 10-strip. not bad
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Psyched?
Thanks Ryan, I reckon the end of it was the best part too. I wouldn't recommend acid to the general populace as a rule, there are better ways to access the subconscious that don't run the risk of fucking up an otherwise healthy psyche. Thanks for the comment and glad you liked at least some of it, and thanks for the feedback here. >W<
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shit dude that was heavy
hey john its a good thing you only tripped once. your theory of the download is so cocamamie and convoluted but i have to admit it makes some kind of screwy sense...if your on acid
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It takes one....
Hey Professor. I reckon it only took the one trip to upset my apple cart. How many did it take to get YOU where you are today? Yep, its a pretty cocamamie concept okay and that's why it's SO up my street. You may not agree with it but that's only because your circuit boards are clogged and you underestimate the power of denial. Thanks for the comment. Me
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"Our trueist life is when we are in our dreams awake"
i dont know who said that but i remember it,this poem reminded me of it,i love the form,at one stage i actually thought you were on drugs..i dont think you are alone in the visions you have had,im a fan of the idea that we as individuals may progress,stay still or go back,bit like snakes and ladders in the sky as you have said..theres a couple of subtle bits in this that i know you put there deliberately to test how deep someone may read the poem or to add to the theme of it,one is the deliberate misspelling of hulucinate,the other is the full stop way after the poem has ended as if to say that theres still a huge void that cant be explained with words in this poem
I could go on but i dont dare to use more than my 1pc of brain power
thats 90pc fucked
see you around Wind
rhet
p.s I pray for a screw and I cant drink anymore
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I wuz robbed
Hey R. I often get accused of being 'on' something but days of narcotics are well and truly behind me. Thanks for the street cred though.
Alas you're quite wrong about those 'deliberate little touches' ( I don't usually go in for subtleties that subtle!) it was just a typo and I use that thing with the full stop to leave some space at the bottom of the poem and not have it crashing into the site text.
I DID however have the hallucination and what has always interested me about it was how totally 'unorganic' it was, not like clouds becoming animals, or shimmering shadows becoming living beings. It was perfect geometric shapes doing something completely random - in black and white.
I developed the rest of my theory in hindsight and with the benefit of experience, particularly the experience of the film 'The Matrix' which robbed my idea before I could publish!
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