Tommmmmm?

A question -- and possible discussion, if I feel like it.

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 00:45:16 GMT

Why aren't we trying to change things? Why aren't we trying to change/improve the way people think - or, rather, offer them an alternative mindset? We live and work under the assumption that we have "the right idea." I, being a member of We, am writing under that same assumption, that we know what's right and what's wrong, what's good and what's bad - moreso than anybody else. And while I don't believe that all of (what I see to be) our set of ideals can be defined or explained fully (I don't think everyone the capacity to "get it," maybe I'm just an asshole), we should be presenting to as many people as possible (or as many of the right people as possible)some kind form of incomplete explanation or summary or [i]something[/i]- anything that will provoke some sort of understanding in the 'audience'. It' already established that we're right, so the more people we can kind of...'convince', the more people there will be - from our point of view - improving the world - and that is the goal.

Sorry if this isn't well written or doesn't make any sense, and if I've completely wasted your time. I'm just writing what I'm thinking at the moment. And I'm tired, but not really, it's just a good excuse when you've just said something stupid.

Mon, 05 Dec 2005 07:11:25 GMT

All our liberties are due to men who, when their conscience has compelled them, have broken the laws of the land. William Kingdon Clifford

If you're happy and you know it, clank your chains.

Wed, 05 Oct 2005 03:46:30 GMT

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Wed, 05 Oct 2005 03:40:35 GMT

Independent ex-dependent -- undependent, dead.

Sat, 17 Sep 2005 23:10:13 GMT

'If you saw somebody raping their own kid, while smoking a cigarette, you'd probably pass out because of how cool they'd look.'

Sat, 17 Sep 2005 00:09:09 GMT

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Amzanig huh?

Thu, 08 Sep 2005 01:39:25 GMT

Isn't it strange that people think of smaller things as closer to being nonexistent than bigger things? The smaller and smaller something gets, they think, the closer it is to blinking out of existence -- like there is a limit to the minisculity -- it's a word -- of anything, and once something crosses that line, it no longer exists. It goes to show that people are ignorant enough to only pay attention to the visible world, like things that you cannot see don't matter. Unless it's bacteria, or something that can harm us, we don't pay attention to it, eh? Except those damn chemist. I hate 'em.

I almost just started writing an argument to what was typed, but I stopped myself. And it was going to be way better than what I said, too. :/

Mon, 05 Sep 2005 02:29:45 GMT

It hits me when I step into the shower. It’s not like many opiate medications that can have the tendency to overwhelm you (albeit in a good way) in the onset, the beginning of the experience of Tramadol is like a breath of fresh air. Suddenly I am calmed and my mood is elevated. Unlike many other drugs than can provide euphoria that can seem forced or chemical, the euphoria from Tramadol seems like the most natural thing in the world. It just feels completely right, I can easily forget that I have taken a drug at all.

It is difficult to describe the experience itself, its nothing like “the full body orgasm” that some heroin users describe. It’s more like a “full body blanket”, it’s as if the most comfortable, softest, pink blanket is being wrapped around me in both a physical and emotional way. It is like laying back and talking with my best friend. It’s like walking outside on the first day of summer and smelling the fresh cut grass. My problems have not disappeared, I have not escaped them, but the little annoyances of life have had the volume turned down a notch. Tramadol has often giving me the opportunity to reflect and feel optimistic about the future.

I’ll admit that it all sounds a little intense. Most likely because I am focusing on it so intently. The great thing about Tramadol, however, is that it does not inhibit my activities at all. It doesn’t make me want to just lie on the couch like marijuana, or immediately run around the world like amphetamines. It just feels natural to continue to do, whatever it is that I do. Doing work is fine, conversations are great, sports are fun, there are hardly any activities that I can think of that Tramadol detracts from.

Found it interesting, it's an experience from Erowid vaults. No, it's not me. :P

Paint me, paint me.

Sat, 03 Sep 2005 03:34:28 GMT

Woo! New journal. Shooby.