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When my pupils dilate, my eyes truly open
I think there is something beautiful in the act of losing my mind.
Firstly, for example, when I take drugs my mind alters. I want to dance, I want to get up, I want to talk, I want to shout, I want to feel things, I want to look at lights, I want to walk. Reality is invisible and my mind alters. My problems aren't there, my worries, my future, my memory ,my past aren't there. My life isn't there. I only comprehend the present. Its like I can actually take the time to appreciate the colours of life, the actual art of conversation&communicating, the actual feelings without the thought, the pure love I feel for something without any concious thought or decision. The raw emotion. I don't feel like drugs force me this way. I do it all myself. Drugs just help. I feel like they block out reality and introduce me to the building blocks of "life". The emotions, feelings, colours, sounds.. All of the senses really. There is relatively no thought behind an act whilst under the influence of drugs. Everything is based on pure instinct and feelings. That is so beautiful. That I can tap into what is essential for real happiness. Pure senses. 100% no reality. (Reality being life: work, college, school, different people, the world, dilemmas and worries). Drugs are a chemical gateway to physical escapism. Whatever was bothering me doesn't bother me anymore. When my pupils dilate, my eyes truly open. To all. To the music, to the feelings, to the atmosphere. Things that in my day to day life I forget to appreciate, are resurrected through taking drugs. The way my body moves makes me happy when intoxicated. Just the way my body moves. How truly beautiful is it that a concoction of chemicals can make me appreciate the things I don't even notice when I'm sober. I don't believe that drugs should be wholly labelled as negative things, because they make me feel so positive. I know that that's what they're supposed to do until I can't cope with reality anymore and become addicted and throw my life away. But no. I don't agree. Drugs for me are just a part-time escape. An occasional meeting with my inner-self. A special recollection of personal emotion. Drugs are illegal, why? Because there are stupid people out there who (bless their souls) take drugs to fill holes in their lives and in their hearts. That's how addiction takes over. The constant need of filling the emptiness with the pure happiness that is realised through drug use.
Drugs, for me, clarify & emphasise my senses and my emotion. Basically my spirit can reiterate it's happiness through the occasional escape of drugs.
Firstly, for example, when I take drugs my mind alters. I want to dance, I want to get up, I want to talk, I want to shout, I want to feel things, I want to look at lights, I want to walk. Reality is invisible and my mind alters. My problems aren't there, my worries, my future, my memory ,my past aren't there. My life isn't there. I only comprehend the present. Its like I can actually take the time to appreciate the colours of life, the actual art of conversation&communicating, the actual feelings without the thought, the pure love I feel for something without any concious thought or decision. The raw emotion. I don't feel like drugs force me this way. I do it all myself. Drugs just help. I feel like they block out reality and introduce me to the building blocks of "life". The emotions, feelings, colours, sounds.. All of the senses really. There is relatively no thought behind an act whilst under the influence of drugs. Everything is based on pure instinct and feelings. That is so beautiful. That I can tap into what is essential for real happiness. Pure senses. 100% no reality. (Reality being life: work, college, school, different people, the world, dilemmas and worries). Drugs are a chemical gateway to physical escapism. Whatever was bothering me doesn't bother me anymore. When my pupils dilate, my eyes truly open. To all. To the music, to the feelings, to the atmosphere. Things that in my day to day life I forget to appreciate, are resurrected through taking drugs. The way my body moves makes me happy when intoxicated. Just the way my body moves. How truly beautiful is it that a concoction of chemicals can make me appreciate the things I don't even notice when I'm sober. I don't believe that drugs should be wholly labelled as negative things, because they make me feel so positive. I know that that's what they're supposed to do until I can't cope with reality anymore and become addicted and throw my life away. But no. I don't agree. Drugs for me are just a part-time escape. An occasional meeting with my inner-self. A special recollection of personal emotion. Drugs are illegal, why? Because there are stupid people out there who (bless their souls) take drugs to fill holes in their lives and in their hearts. That's how addiction takes over. The constant need of filling the emptiness with the pure happiness that is realised through drug use.
Drugs, for me, clarify & emphasise my senses and my emotion. Basically my spirit can reiterate it's happiness through the occasional escape of drugs.
Published 15th Apr 2014
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15th Apr 2014 1:28pm
15th Apr 2014 1:46pm
15th Apr 2014 7:42pm
hey miss, that was fantastic
i would argue the point that u are trying to fill a hole with pills and powders in the same way the people u bless, are. yours is just smaller, perhaps for now, perhaps not. but
the very fact that u take the time and energy to rationalise/explain away/ justify ur drug use, to me, seems like the second stepping stone toward becoming a full time druggy.
as a poem, its heavy, its constant, its well thought out and well written.
its also and arguement.
x
i would argue the point that u are trying to fill a hole with pills and powders in the same way the people u bless, are. yours is just smaller, perhaps for now, perhaps not. but
the very fact that u take the time and energy to rationalise/explain away/ justify ur drug use, to me, seems like the second stepping stone toward becoming a full time druggy.
as a poem, its heavy, its constant, its well thought out and well written.
its also and arguement.
x
16th Apr 2014 10:06am
I've never thought about it that way but you do have a point. I wouldn't let myself become addicted though honestly I wouldn't. This weekend will be my last for a long time while I get my future steady. I'm glad you expressed your opinion thankyou x
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16th Apr 2014 10:33pm
A harmonious dance that I always run from before the devil can finish!
Thankyou kindly x
Thankyou kindly x
16th Apr 2014 5:41pm
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18th Apr 2014 2:46am
I completely get where you are coming from here. Mushrooms gave me a completely different outlook on the world and allowed me to appreciate the beauty in the everyday not just whilst I was tripping but even now, weeks after.
We are all one energy.
We are all one energy.
28th Apr 2014 11:49pm
22nd Apr 2014 7:24pm
This is beautiful. I personally take psychedelics and have also asked those questions and experienced these feelings, both spiritually and physically. Although you'll have a different path and life to me, I'd like to think we walk along the same lines. You're awesome.
Freedom for everyone.
Thank you.
Freedom for everyone.
Thank you.
28th Apr 2014 11:50pm
Don't thank me, I thank you!! We sound like we would get along haha.. I get where you're coming from x
7th May 2014 4:07am
If you'll oblige me to ignore the aesthetic of your poem for just a moment and comment on your argument; I believe most(if not all) of these statements depend heavily on which drug(s) you're using. It's certainly true that through self-control one can avoid addiction. There are some vicious drugs out there that are just too easy to surrender to before you even know it. As a person who's tested the line between recreation and dependence a few times and seen many people cross it; My advise is stay away from heroine, stay away from needles, never fight over drugs, and if you're upset or irritated when your stash runs out it's probably time to check yourself.
Sorry to be long winded or patronizing(hopefully not so much) but this reminded me that without the people who gave me advice when I got into drug use I know I would have done serious damage to myself.
Your words read very nicely though. Please keep at it :)
Sorry to be long winded or patronizing(hopefully not so much) but this reminded me that without the people who gave me advice when I got into drug use I know I would have done serious damage to myself.
Your words read very nicely though. Please keep at it :)
7th May 2014 11:21pm
Not patronizing at all, thankyou for looking out for me! I will keep it all in mind don't worry!
Thankyou xo
Thankyou xo
