So, on Saturday night I rather enjoyed participating in a philosophical (if you will) discussion that traversed the temporal seas from 3am to 9am. It was followed by breakfast and then a rather enjoyable sleep. haha
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So, while on a substantial substance a week before this Friday past, I went on a trip. One of the trippers wrote this down "In this foul year of our lord 2006, three souls went wandering around." And so we did. I had a (partially) bad trip (the bad experience outweighed the good). I got stuck in a thought loop. Therein I thought. An attempt at a description (it really can't be described to another in this state): all of my observations that I would make were made to some thing outside of my experience, and that since I kept on making observations, (Esp. on the nature of observations) I would keep on constructing others that lived in worlds beyond my ken of this one. I would be thinking to another other that existed in the world of my thoughts, but existed nonetheless. This thought process continued recursively (discursively) until I existed in this world, a mere link in the unending hierarchal chain of worlds. Extreme loneliness and intense acknowledgment of the absolute lack of any meaning pervaded everything. Just a chain of beings
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"The disruption in sleep patterns associated with setting clocks either forward or backward correlates with a small increase in the number of fatal road accidents"
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I'm interested if you feel like elaborating on the worlds and how they are broken, public or private.
Mastering the subconscious.
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