While I do appreciate that interpretation, and in this instance, it certainly could fit, and I do completely support the living aspect of words as an interaction with the mind on an individual level...
The heights hallucinatory of which I make reference is:
The Parnassus of the Poets. Mine being a candle lit, incense infused, 3am room. My preferred place to write.
I have a request of you, my friend... Could you do a visual art piece and write called "LSD-25".