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DOCTOR COZMOS

what waz your most intense psychedelic experience? 2 Replies

Started by DOCTOR COZMOS in Psychedelic Literature. Last reply by CHILLBILLAH Aug. 18, 2009.

 

when we sleep, we dream, when we are awake, we imagine...when we die, maybe we become what we imagine and dream...imagine that! dream on!



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PostAvantPunk

When I Icecream

...a flying dinosaur, s/he told the piss of Denver.

releasing realizing, the dimension of exposed lungs, I'm signed by my wife and parents Without the academy supposed to blonde deciding to code a bicycle or entire, and the last song drifting across our words, it looked like mountains. A needed discipline. Crack that whip, glistening hermaphrodites, strong, muscular legs climbed by the stairway of my cock.

Aspen rained forgotten, cold bucket they passed white guitars, Hopi-less battle, a veine… Continue

Posted by PostAvantPunk on January 17, 2010 at 3:31pm — 1 Comment

jessica collins

Clock Chimes

Clock chimes
Times up
Your eyes begin to widen
Your skull expands
Your mind becomes its own world
Door shuts, you jump
Your world crashes and erupts
illusion, mass confusion
Figures appear to take you away
You shout and scream
You wake up, its only a dream
Clock chimes, deja vu
The window lets in a calm, subtle breeze

Posted by jessica collins on December 24, 2009 at 4:25pm — 1 Comment

lincoln

Your friend in the struggle: an essay by: lincoln dyer

Being a man of words, a man of learning,
I have led, to the absolute best of my ability, a life of that exemplifies what I believe to be good and just. I have given to all the rights that I take for myself, and have granted to all, the freedoms to do as they please, when they please, how they please, as long as no one else’s freedoms are impaired by the practice of individual or collective freedoms. Being a human, I am no more than a collection of prejudices, beliefs and convictions, a product o… Continue

Posted by lincoln on December 20, 2009 at 2:00pm — 3 Comments

Ameti Sebaedin

Addada ( > > Add your Dada to it..)

Quantastic pleasures for singularity brain measures*Tetrahedrons marching out of the cell*Soft mids pyres with pyramids*Free quantization to modular cells* D N A don't be an ape*Monotheists illusion firework after the circus*Thermal Electrons Protons and Tachyons attacking your Babylons* Catch the glimpse and slow down before u speed up with coma*Angular Momentum...( > > continue )

Posted by Ameti Sebaedin on December 16, 2009 at 6:29am — 8 Comments

lincoln

intellects that are pseudo

I'm tired of intellects that are pseudo/ hardly enough pressure on their points to qualify as judo/
kudos to all the truth seekers/ the cats that would rather buy a book than a pair of sneakers/ the social scientist, use the pen like a beaker/ always eager to engage meager thinkers/
most don't discover, most are merely repeaters/ cheaters, crooks and clergy/ maniacs merging/
into monolithic monsters, binging and purging/ upon the blood of us and the indigenous/
its a must, that we thrust ourselv… Continue

Posted by lincoln on December 9, 2009 at 11:34am — 3 Comments

PsychonautsLog

The Enigma

See the cryptic writing on the wall,

In thousand colors a single name,

This graffiti ten meters tall:

Me and my "I" on the road to fame.


A riddle to solve, now prophets call,

Let sages guess, kings play their game.

See, how they shiver, huddle in the hall:

Old empires shake, yet who is to blame?


The time has come, the age of the fall:

On feet of clay, you stumble to shame...

Posted by PsychonautsLog on December 8, 2009 at 10:22am — 5 Comments

Styxxoplix

Naive Evil

incredible predators realized they were inedible editors.
there are no competitors. only consumers, well those are the rumors.
the bumps on my arms are tumors. i got six months to live. i give up.
i'm taking all the drugs that i can possibly imagine. send me to the shamans.
i'm stuck in the apartment with nothing but ramen noodles in my noodle as i doodle.
i camp out in a restricted area in the woods and get chased by a bear. into the wild.
like a golden child. untouched innocence. naive evil. l… Continue

Posted by Styxxoplix on December 8, 2009 at 12:55am — 2 Comments

Styxxoplix

Dawk

Dawk got up and walked out through the front entrance of the haunted house of mirrors. He lit a Black Death cigarette and started coughing almost immediately. Taking off his Black Sabbath t-shirt he realized that he was about to take off his black Rustler jeans so now he was dressed in nothing but black socks, black Vans sneakers, and black boxer briefs. Dawk starts running down the cobblestone street. He runs by the bakery and smells the wonderful world of nude food. Dawk walks into the Baker S… Continue

Posted by Styxxoplix on November 26, 2009 at 11:30pm — 4 Comments

CHILLBILLAH

MASQUERADE

The veil of illusion,ego,thought ,the illusion is for longing,lust,material love.Illusions keep mind's in turmoil,conditoned,to stay unconcious,maintain egocentric illussions.Egos' craves dominance,people suffer.Ignorance prolonging the pain,enslaved by the ego's of rulers.The sleeping dead,beleive to be alive,insight never born.Knowledge abused,wisdom suppressed.Sentinet beings,robots,and droids formed from the same gene pool suffer.Humanity is conciousness,illusons and illusions of concousness… Continue

Posted by CHILLBILLAH on November 21, 2009 at 6:14pm — 2 Comments

PsychonautsLog

Sleep Walking

lies

that wake you

are those

that put you

to sleep

but

you sleep

when

you wake

Posted by PsychonautsLog on November 21, 2009 at 10:00am — 2 Comments

PostAvantPunk

The Origin of N and R

Iam here, wearing clouds that kiss, where it's easy to imagine little girls with moths for legs, new reptilian snowfalls, fingers dirty with synapse as a retreat into obscure arguments with bemused saxophones. Palaces lost on the continent of silver butterflies, an aversion to shoulders that dance them blues like they mean them, aircraft that managed to hide from the authorities for over a thousand years. Yellow latencies, everything's favourite UFO, tanned women carry magnificent twilight far b… Continue

Posted by PostAvantPunk on November 17, 2009 at 8:11pm — 3 Comments

PostAvantPunk

A Few Hours, Dragon Quartz

A tiger's eye that month, obviously several shades of blue glass to tell me, "Your wings have descended. In a minute they will commodify among the diminished, echo away into law." Mirrors leap a bitter grin the spiral hadn't realized was also an echelon, cybernetic burning a series of red chords since the hammer of Freud. Seven Algiers climb the first language to look up, it never fails to eye-socket x+y= a jungle of barking. Faust melting fists of all things multiplied by jammering sixteens, th… Continue

Posted by PostAvantPunk on November 17, 2009 at 7:59pm — 2 Comments

Ellis D Rhymer

Understanding Classical Greek Mythology and Its Avenues for Enlightenment

The ancient religion of Classical Greece is one of a culture which based its religion more on reality than the unreachable paragon dictated by an autocratic god embraced by contemporary monotheistic nations and cultures. The Greek gods and goddesses not only exhibited human traits, but often to excessive degrees. The immortals can be more accurately understood as personifications of essential or basic energies extant throughout time which infuse and influence the lives of humans (or so the Greek… Continue

Posted by Ellis D Rhymer on November 11, 2009 at 2:30am — 3 Comments

CHILLBILLAH

the venomus monk

bastard children of the illuminated lamas of lust, biblical verses,ashes to dust,cyinide and bones made into smoking apparatices,mayo nations,potpouri of toxic waste and vomit,american idols' laments,pots of gold and pots to sit on,brains flushed,wait for reincarnation,hesitate,ejaculate brains out nostrils,screaming apostiles,fascades,the Phoenix takes flight,darkness wrapped in light.

Posted by CHILLBILLAH on October 28, 2009 at 6:37pm — 2 Comments

PostAvantPunk

Notes toward a Rigorous Interpretation of Surrealist Occultation by Philip Lamantia

From Arsenal: Surrealist Subversion, #3, 1976

Only in the moral certitude of vanquishing what resists the restoration of a blazing crown to a headless voice at the rites of permanent transgression and at the demarcation of the elected sacral site, where starlight is made to trace the initial human footprints, shall we witness the supersession of the habitual apparatus set up by external administration. Meanwhile, there remains the ongoing, permanent necessity of criticizing as well the pernicio… Continue

Posted by PostAvantPunk on October 22, 2009 at 7:43pm — 1 Comment

Ellis D Rhymer

One World Day

One World Day - an idea whose time has come, baby, can you dig it? One World Day: an event enlisting all of you, the roughly 6.6 billion people on the planet, to unite with the voice of one human peace-army for a day – telling it like it is, telling it like you really want it to be. One World Day sings the demands for world leaders to heed the voices, needs, wishes and agenda of you, the people, for peace, sustenance, comfort, cooperation, understanding, fulfillment and opportunity instead of pr… Continue

Posted by Ellis D Rhymer on October 17, 2009 at 7:35pm — 5 Comments

CHILLBILLAH

zen haiku

the koan of logic/what is the sound of the mind/sitting in zazen

Posted by CHILLBILLAH on October 14, 2009 at 2:33pm

PsychonautsLog

Rodee Restaurant (Pokara ~ Nepal)

surreptitously

I peep through

the cracked windows

at midnight


at midnight

I see the ghost

of an american hippie

crouching

in a broken chair

his long hair

and beard

drifting


drifting

around his head

like fog


an x-ray-waiter

with slanted eyes

offers him an opium pipe

and a bottle

of everest beer


at midnight

I see myself

decades from now

strolling

along the shores

of fewa lake

still a tourist

yet invisible

to mortal eyes

my long hair

and beard

drifting


dri
Continue

Posted by PsychonautsLog on October 12, 2009 at 6:00am — 3 Comments

CHILLBILLAH

haiku2

Dismantle the chaos/ Omniscent and ignorant/ Supernovas.

Posted by CHILLBILLAH on September 25, 2009 at 6:00pm — 1 Comment

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