Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.
What a dick. He thought he could fly. Why didn’t he take off the ground and check it out first?
Every drug story is negative. Whoa, hold it. I’ve had some killer fucking times on drugs.
(Do you ever see a good) drug story on the news? Never.
