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kid andre
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When you're dreaming, you can't always tell if you're awake or dreaming. When you're awake, you know you're awake. Today I was awake, and, for the first time in my life, I didn't know if I was awake or dreaming.
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061203
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They call me Truth
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interesting
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070715
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ANGRY
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if someone beaps you and tells you to hurry up they are fucked up wankers in a rush to fit in a shag with their mistress before going home to wife.
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dosquatch
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Blood_sugar_crash. The first time I had this happen, I swear to God it felt like the underpinnings of reality had been yanked loose. My perception of time and space were completely fucked. Minutes felt like years. The person I was actively talking to, a good and close friend, seemed like someone I had met once ages ago, and I was struggling to remember who they were. The room spins when I'm drunk. This, this was spinning like drunk on top of drunk on top of drunk. I forgot where I was. I forgot when I was. I forgot who I was. Oh, yeah, they called the paramedics out for me. All of the questions "Who's the president?" "What's your name?" "What year is it?" I couldn't answer most of them. My blood sugar was 40. The EMT was surprised I was awake at all. I hardly ever eat breakfast, I had skipped lunch, and was helping my friend load a moving van. Dropped me right out of reality. That's how I found out I'm "mildly" hypoglycemic. Who needs drugs when a trip like that is built in?
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070716
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what's it to you?
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