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The Propaganda Machine
It was the new millennium and I had just turned 7. The first years of school had had come and gone; set on a path which I did not belong. Who am I? What am I? Why am I? New concepts yet only words to me. If not for the propaganda instilled in my school this may have been an enlightening age for someone as curious as I but, like most kids my age, school stood in the way.
It would take years to overcome the years of filth endured -- Virtues, authority, respect. There was no choice in the matter, they had total control of reality. Innocence is a word used too commonly about children and rarely is it appropriate. Innocence shrouds curiosity and ones will to learn; to learn about ones self and of liberty. Freedom. Oh how I longed for it. It had been many years since I had tasted the sweet drops of life. My life was but a cardboard box, one that would take another 7 years to break down. 7 years I served, guilty of being innocent. No court in the world would convict a person for innocence only a school hell-bent on sculpting the 'perfect' students.[Though this is similar in most private, religious schools]
The Great Escape
Fourteen years, had it really taken this long? This long to earn my freedom? Freedom, held back for years by overzealous parents and their trust in the school system. This injustice had gone on for too long it was now that I take action! But.. I knew little of this world, I was yet to have explored the outer-most regions of my cage. Again, I was trapped but at least I knew it. The lies that held me back were beginning to unravel, soon I would escape this cage. Soon, but not soon enough.
My hair was wild, clothing torn and mind open but Religion, politics and prejudice still stood in the way. All Things I had yet to uncover and, subsequently, get over. As the year passed my grades fell and curiosity soared. I had sprout wings and flown; tried things I once condemned as evil and sin. I felt free. My journey was complete or at least I thought it was.. That crucial misunderstanding can be blamed for the years I was set back, to think that I was ready when my journey had barely begun. Even now when the tide is right you can look out into the ocean and see where it all came crashing down; where reality finally caught up with me -- For freedom without ambition and the will power to keep it is but a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel. So I searched but could not find ambition in music or learning. Oh brothers I searched hard for it, high and low but it was far from my reach - or at least I thought so. Little did I know I wasn't ready for escape, not yet, perhaps never. Yet, I thrived for ambition; I had to break free.
The Long Goodbye
As I felt the earth between my toes and tasted the fruits of my freedom I felt sublime and contempt with life. I was happy, for once in my life I felt truly happy. I turned my back on the world, for a moment too long. That was all it took, I was back on the path of disillusioned views; my yellow brick road. Oh hindsight how you mock us.
My life had taken a turn for the worse, but in knowing this now would I change the direction I was headed not knowing where it may lead? Probably not for I would not be the spirit I am today if not for the lessons learned from my mistakes. Religion was the first fight I fought, not in any conventional way but as an internal struggle to understand what's important in life. As it was only now that I had cared so much about religion, now that I had denounced my faith and all those who believe. For it took a long two years to realise what I had once known. A two year detour to understand that I shouldn't care. That just because something makes sense to me, it doesn't make it right. My own prejudice stopped me from seeing that good and evil are one of the same. Though, I would not come to this conclusion for some time.
As my taste in music developed so did my prejudice. I had always enjoyed Metal and Hard Rock ever since I was exposed to it in year 9 but it wasn't until year 11 that I could truly be considered an elitist. As my friends all listened to rap and electronic music I found myself in a never ending battle to prove my music was "the best". Then, in late 2009 I tried DXM. My mind felt free for the first time, the music I would have once killed over now pierced my mind. DXM cured my selfish ways, I no longer alienated myself like I once had and began discussing topics not arguing them. Time went by and my taste in music continued to broaden, it wasn't long until I no longer cared what people listened to. It was now that I began to seek out knowledge. Curiosity. I wanted to learn again. My new thirst for knowledge led to the exploration of the questions themselves. No longer did I care for answers, I could no longer be certain of anything. Instead I search for questions I have yet to ask myself and concepts not yet considered.
Final Reconciliation
After 18 long years I finally broke out from my cocoon and began my transition into an individual. I finally realised that it wasn't freedom I was searching for but an escape from my egotism. I was never searching for freedom, my concept of freedom is skewed. It was me all along. My ego. My bias. My beliefs. I didn't want to know who I truly was. To this day I am yet to fully understand myself, and I may never be able to truly understand myself but through the use of psychedelics I hope to expand my mind and how I perceive myself and this universe.
About me
Grew up in Australia, lived in New Zealand for about a year.
Currently studying Law & Commerce, it's a 5 year program.
I have a passion for watching good films and watching them high.
I smoke weed recreationally, daily with the exception of days that I have classes or an exam.
The drug which has most opened my mind would be DXM though I'm planning on trying LSD during easter break this week.
I want to try DMT as though I've heard much about "bad trips" to me good and bad are the same.
Not sure how I will acquire DMT, I plan on extracting it when I move out, until then I'm going to stick to DXM, shrooms and if LSD is enjoyable, LSD.
Questions
Is the purchasing of bark containing DMT illegal in Australia?
How can DMT help me learn more about myself?
If caught with DMT what legal trouble can I face?
If people can get past, can they get future?
I hope you'll accept me in your community
It was the new millennium and I had just turned 7. The first years of school had had come and gone; set on a path which I did not belong. Who am I? What am I? Why am I? New concepts yet only words to me. If not for the propaganda instilled in my school this may have been an enlightening age for someone as curious as I but, like most kids my age, school stood in the way.
It would take years to overcome the years of filth endured -- Virtues, authority, respect. There was no choice in the matter, they had total control of reality. Innocence is a word used too commonly about children and rarely is it appropriate. Innocence shrouds curiosity and ones will to learn; to learn about ones self and of liberty. Freedom. Oh how I longed for it. It had been many years since I had tasted the sweet drops of life. My life was but a cardboard box, one that would take another 7 years to break down. 7 years I served, guilty of being innocent. No court in the world would convict a person for innocence only a school hell-bent on sculpting the 'perfect' students.[Though this is similar in most private, religious schools]
The Great Escape
Fourteen years, had it really taken this long? This long to earn my freedom? Freedom, held back for years by overzealous parents and their trust in the school system. This injustice had gone on for too long it was now that I take action! But.. I knew little of this world, I was yet to have explored the outer-most regions of my cage. Again, I was trapped but at least I knew it. The lies that held me back were beginning to unravel, soon I would escape this cage. Soon, but not soon enough.
My hair was wild, clothing torn and mind open but Religion, politics and prejudice still stood in the way. All Things I had yet to uncover and, subsequently, get over. As the year passed my grades fell and curiosity soared. I had sprout wings and flown; tried things I once condemned as evil and sin. I felt free. My journey was complete or at least I thought it was.. That crucial misunderstanding can be blamed for the years I was set back, to think that I was ready when my journey had barely begun. Even now when the tide is right you can look out into the ocean and see where it all came crashing down; where reality finally caught up with me -- For freedom without ambition and the will power to keep it is but a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel. So I searched but could not find ambition in music or learning. Oh brothers I searched hard for it, high and low but it was far from my reach - or at least I thought so. Little did I know I wasn't ready for escape, not yet, perhaps never. Yet, I thrived for ambition; I had to break free.
The Long Goodbye
As I felt the earth between my toes and tasted the fruits of my freedom I felt sublime and contempt with life. I was happy, for once in my life I felt truly happy. I turned my back on the world, for a moment too long. That was all it took, I was back on the path of disillusioned views; my yellow brick road. Oh hindsight how you mock us.
My life had taken a turn for the worse, but in knowing this now would I change the direction I was headed not knowing where it may lead? Probably not for I would not be the spirit I am today if not for the lessons learned from my mistakes. Religion was the first fight I fought, not in any conventional way but as an internal struggle to understand what's important in life. As it was only now that I had cared so much about religion, now that I had denounced my faith and all those who believe. For it took a long two years to realise what I had once known. A two year detour to understand that I shouldn't care. That just because something makes sense to me, it doesn't make it right. My own prejudice stopped me from seeing that good and evil are one of the same. Though, I would not come to this conclusion for some time.
As my taste in music developed so did my prejudice. I had always enjoyed Metal and Hard Rock ever since I was exposed to it in year 9 but it wasn't until year 11 that I could truly be considered an elitist. As my friends all listened to rap and electronic music I found myself in a never ending battle to prove my music was "the best". Then, in late 2009 I tried DXM. My mind felt free for the first time, the music I would have once killed over now pierced my mind. DXM cured my selfish ways, I no longer alienated myself like I once had and began discussing topics not arguing them. Time went by and my taste in music continued to broaden, it wasn't long until I no longer cared what people listened to. It was now that I began to seek out knowledge. Curiosity. I wanted to learn again. My new thirst for knowledge led to the exploration of the questions themselves. No longer did I care for answers, I could no longer be certain of anything. Instead I search for questions I have yet to ask myself and concepts not yet considered.
Final Reconciliation
After 18 long years I finally broke out from my cocoon and began my transition into an individual. I finally realised that it wasn't freedom I was searching for but an escape from my egotism. I was never searching for freedom, my concept of freedom is skewed. It was me all along. My ego. My bias. My beliefs. I didn't want to know who I truly was. To this day I am yet to fully understand myself, and I may never be able to truly understand myself but through the use of psychedelics I hope to expand my mind and how I perceive myself and this universe.
About me
Grew up in Australia, lived in New Zealand for about a year.
Currently studying Law & Commerce, it's a 5 year program.
I have a passion for watching good films and watching them high.
I smoke weed recreationally, daily with the exception of days that I have classes or an exam.
The drug which has most opened my mind would be DXM though I'm planning on trying LSD during easter break this week.
I want to try DMT as though I've heard much about "bad trips" to me good and bad are the same.
Not sure how I will acquire DMT, I plan on extracting it when I move out, until then I'm going to stick to DXM, shrooms and if LSD is enjoyable, LSD.
Questions
Is the purchasing of bark containing DMT illegal in Australia?
How can DMT help me learn more about myself?
If caught with DMT what legal trouble can I face?
If people can get past, can they get future?
I hope you'll accept me in your community