I'm approaching my mid-twenties, tried college and wasn't ready, joined the military, got kicked out for drug-related activity, spent some time in the labor-force (manufacturing, trucking, maintenance), now I'm starting school for biochemistry after bouncing around for five years.

I tried the whole straight-edge thing through my adolescence, but the first night I got incredibly wasted while in the military, I got to talking to a buddy about DXM.  I spent a weekend on heavy doses of the shit soon after, and had a hell of a time with it for quite a while.  I met other DXM users in the barracks, and they introduced me to a good assortment of mystery psychedelics from smart shops, along-side san pedro and amanitas.  I got into extracting DXM and was posting on a forum focused on the psychonautical use of DXM.  Someone on that forum pointed me toward DMT.  I think that learning that canary reed grew abundantly in the place where I was from was the real kicker, though I still haven't really taken advantage of that; it was Winter when I came back, so I turned to mimosa, instead, alongside syrian rue and started brewing you-know-what.  It wasn't too long before I exploded into E, coke, and LSD, but I took my hiatus from market-drugs and started extracting and smoking the spice.

Philosophy has been my passion for the most significant portion of my life, I hope to augment my intuitive grasp of life through biochemistry, as well as contribute to the field itself.  I strive to convey the results of my various thought experiments as a multimedia artist and as a writer and as a human being.