Lost?

[lowiebear]

Micah stopped by this weekend on his way to Naples for Fathers day. Elena came down too. They both got here friday night. With all Spencer's friends here too we had quite a crowd. I was so so indescribably excited to see elena. It was so nice to have her here. We giggled uncontrollably and probably annoyed the poo out of micah. He had to

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[kickclassic]

i absolutely love this poem. and it is even more suiting, as i have just came back from a conversation with trees. it cheered me up. when i thought back to the experience that started me talking to trees, i got ashamed for a minute. it involved a drug, in that case, lsd. and then i changed my mind. i am not ashamed of having done drugs. especially the ones, that i feel gave me a better understanding of my place in being, and our place in nothingness. some people find themselves lost in drugs. i suppose it is nothing but luck, that i found myself, in the sense on this poem with drugs, and didnt end up lost. that was a crazy experience. i had an hour or so, away from the company i was with where i had a complete sense of ego loss. i felt no different from being, only nothingness. it was the most alive i had ever felt. no fear of the past or future. no sense of i, or consequence. a complete absence of vanity. and finally an overwhelming experience of forgiveness. i am currently writing a story about the person from that hour. maybe you