I Smoked a Joint in My Mind

admin — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 08:48:12 +0000

Basically, my thoughts are elevated. A fusion of happiness, stress, tension, accomplishment, pride, optimism and frustration has taken my mind to a whole other level that really has me ready to say fuck it and just do what I want to do… write and give a shit less about anything else. I beg your pardon for cursing, but it’s just my sublime thought process that’s spitting out the garbage to make way for the eloquent dreams I’ll be having tonight. Not the typical carcass of imagination where I’m rushed through a preview of work projects, but rather (I’m hoping anyways) a journey by air where I just can’t quite control my speed of air travel perfectly, but can run on the drop of a dime to safeguard from the nightmarish undertones. Perhaps a visit to lush landscapes and tropical climates where the odd looking friends of my youth seem to find ways to make me smile up through my cheeks.

Have you ever woken up and your cheeks were sore that whole morning because of smiling so hard in your sleep? I LOVE when that happens.

On the opposite side of the spectrum, did you ever have that dream where you either win, inherit or find a large sum of money and you begin spending it in real life in your mind and when you wake up you feel the slap of reality when you realize it was a dream? I HATE when that happens.

Let’s see where the land of dreams decides to place me tonight. I think I’ve lobbyed in my subconscious for an A) or B) solution. Plus - I smoked a joint in my mind.

Symptoms of Psychosis

admin — Sat, 17 Jan 2009 20:43:35 +0000

I’ve got symptoms of psychosis - diagnoses of a schizophrenic. I seem to get inside your head and spread just like an epidemic. Let it let me be and I’ll see a monster in spot of black ink. Crap, I think all my pills just got washed down the sink. I think I’ll call my shrink and find the topic of the hour then relax and read the Webster to increase my WORD POWER. I see my point of contemplation, lose my thoughts while contemplating, next I see my mental station’s figments of imagination with visions of a rubber walled room fill my fantasies. A rehabilitated loonatic I never planned to be, but can it be my thoughts stimulate minds like hypnosis? The conscious mind is blind to my symptoms of psychosis.

Subliminalistic thoughts have effects of hypnosis. Do you understand the symptoms of my psychosis? They drag you through the trench of distress and neurosis. The conscious mind is blind to the symptoms of psychosis.

Insanity left me twisted you insisted on provoking, thus evoking a new style all the while in your domicile/residence the scent reflects pestilence - from homophobics down to schizophrenics. Symptoms of psychosis through genetics gives the medics dial tone pulse rates…. I infiltrate your mental state and devastate - you contemplate. Replace the NY in your destiny with T-U-T-E…Now you’re destitute and I’m necessity. You mess with me and I will have to show you something real. Electroshock-therapy is something that you’ll feel for REAL and still I impact the inner workings of the mind. Sypmtoms of psychosis seem to keep my thoughts sublime.

They say I’m sicko, psychopathic - so tragic proof will be given. I’m livin stricken with psychosis, hocus-pocus will be driven through hypnosis. Subliminal-istic mystic kind of times get blinded to the signs from the dimes to the lines on the table - to the nasal for decongestion like phlegm. In the brainstem I think I have desires to begin - yet I’ve begun have engaged in a rage while you cried - I had symptoms of psychosis till the day my body died.

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I Smoked a Joint in My Mind

Symptoms of Psychosis