Maymay, I feel your pain. Existential agony. I feel like smacking all these people who preach love and harmony.
I'm so angry and pissed of at existence, I fear I may attempt to kill God if I ever meet Him. I don't know how I could ever forgive Him for what He's done.
The answer is to stop asking why. Give up. Don't give a shit anymore. Curl up and die, and forget this stupid illusion. Stop chasing after the dangling carrot you can never touch. We burn between infinite boredom and unbearable mystery, and at the end it is probably just some joke being played on us. Like those fiends who trick people into smoking Salvia. We got tricked into becoming human beings, and when I get back I won't see the funny side.
I don't wont DMT ever, because I want this tension I feel to build up into an unbearable level of suffering. It has been with me since 19, and now I'm 36. By the time I get prostate cancer in twenty years or so, I'll be near crazy with wondering and unanswered questions. When I'm diagnosed, I will refuse treatment. I will feel as if I just won the lottery. And when I die, I will either know never ending peace, or my consciousness will blow its load like a new big bang creating a new universe. I think people who take DMT are like people who like finding spoilers for movies or read the last page of a novel.
I'm so angry and pissed of at existence, I fear I may attempt to kill God if I ever meet Him. I don't know how I could ever forgive Him for what He's done.
The answer is to stop asking why. Give up. Don't give a shit anymore. Curl up and die, and forget this stupid illusion. Stop chasing after the dangling carrot you can never touch. We burn between infinite boredom and unbearable mystery, and at the end it is probably just some joke being played on us. Like those fiends who trick people into smoking Salvia. We got tricked into becoming human beings, and when I get back I won't see the funny side.
I don't wont DMT ever, because I want this tension I feel to build up into an unbearable level of suffering. It has been with me since 19, and now I'm 36. By the time I get prostate cancer in twenty years or so, I'll be near crazy with wondering and unanswered questions. When I'm diagnosed, I will refuse treatment. I will feel as if I just won the lottery. And when I die, I will either know never ending peace, or my consciousness will blow its load like a new big bang creating a new universe. I think people who take DMT are like people who like finding spoilers for movies or read the last page of a novel.