I did fentanyl once.
I invited the zombie into me.
All my nerves retracted. My voice, all motor movements became weak. My breathing became weak.
I was absolutely lucid. No ecstasy.
Heroin is interesting. I’ve never tried it but I’ve encountered people in both the city and the woods who are on it, and rare enough times that it really sticks out. It makes people gray. They are zombies , too, but not the kind that kills. It makes people look like a train that is both frozen and blaring through the night. Polar express. Heroin seems to bring people very close to death, if not all the way. Maybe drugs are how people wrestle with death. The meth heads want to fight death. The stoners want to befriend it. Alcoholics want to sing all the way down.
I'd ask Abdul, it's me in the crowd, sir! I'd laugh, thanks for having me. What a great audience. I have to ask, okay, so what do you think of The Muslim Brotherhood. And he'd come at me right. Why'd you say that, bro? I'd say, ah yes it's a ideology that specifically appeals to your identity. It's a great opportunity to see your response to radical, organized appeals to your identity. And everyone would say, woaa ooo, and he'd laugh. I'd yell out ay yo, we're clipping this! The floor is yours, Abdul. And he'd slam it out of the park. He would dissolve all our issues with identity -- both knowing this shit was going viral as hell -- and focus on the material reality. And I'd say, brother man you killed it! Amazing answer. Thank you, so, so much. Love you! And I'd fall into a sea of arms that caught me.
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Oh, you thought you were out of this mess? God has become addicted as you had. You see visions of the divine substance. All's overcast.
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