Attainable

In order for us to function properly our bodies and mind demand a certain amount of pleasure. be that alcoholic, psychedelic, musical, dramatic, gustatory….
all in all i write this post off a considerably incomplete high

I like getting into the altered sensorium. More than i’d care to admit, to be honest.
Certainly, there’s more to the avg. retard than a crippled physique and a defeated sense of purpose. Why not make it into the established recreational audacity.
Of such proportions that the mind may not comprehend the full nature of my predicament .
I am glad for the past week. And especially because of the sustained and projected realization….that you can be happy with your crew. Or try and be happy with sad folks for whom joviality is not an option.
May peace be with the world and my companions. For, them chilling is one thing. and recuperating from lack of sustainably sociable happiness, thought of or not, is another.
Its true. I mean it. From the dpths of my mind. I concur that the human race is just as demented as the 20 something man about to graduate. Its juvenile, illogical.
In second year the first page of Robbin’s pathology made me hate the concept of karma more than any other instance.
And all of those realizations which were similar to a point.
i despise the current network
I hate it all
My mornings are plagued by fake hellos and faker smiles. I cant help but be nice to people. And for some reason the cause of it all is simple.
dennerexdude,
rexified,
Upecmustang,
Chopin’s grave