dark room bedroom. bought the crystals from my friends. they used to throw EDM parties. oh! i had friends. the package was forgotten on my wardrobe. i was so focused on listening classical pieces and working for 200 USD per month. boy i cycled. faster than a car. not fast as a car. the night didn't called but soon i was meditating on the same spot years later i took a bunch of mushroom and violent and competitive entertainment started to mirror the rotten human society which i belong too. i swallowed 1/3 of a gram of MDMA

stimulants are quite strange for me. they work but they don't work. i never used cocaine. at some point i realized the dark went darker and the silence more silent. i could feel my skeleton. the only weight i had. i stayed there. thinking without using words. soon i started to return to whatever i'm. in waves. first at the surface of the moon. then i started to feel pleasure and soon i was at reality once again. listened to some Jimi Hendrix and then i had a glimpse of the danger i had put myself into. i could die. to feel the weight of my skeleton was engraved on my memory. i'm already dead