and substance makes intimate with blood...
Hence, this night begins.
For 13 hours bygone, I will be what once I was not.
Lysergic liquid lies lapped under lucid tongues.
Subliminally surging through spirited senses.
Beneath the brain burns a brilliant blindness,
An arcane abstraction altered by acidic elixir,
Unraveling universal understanding
Through transcendental thoughts.
Physical persona parts from platonic psyche,
Puncturing pensive psychedelic perception.
Rapt in a radiantly reconstructed reality.
Enclosed eyelids enlighten euphoric epiphanies
As we drift down the depths of distant daydreams.
Beautiful alliteration.
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This is one of those rare pieces of writing that does justice to lsd.
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Perfect.
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I never could quite put the somehow asymmetrical patterns of lsd into words. many, many kudos to you for doing so. I love it.
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