I wish I were a cat or a small dog so I could just sit around and listen to guitar and get pet all day and just lie down and sleep whilst someone was petting me and someone else was playing guitar in the background that would be nice
This is me right now, floating in my rainbow room with the comfortable summer breeze gushing in from my window and the sound-water waves rippling around me. Everything is perfectly placed.
…I also just had my first walked-in-on-while-naked moment. Oh, wait. Second, I had blocked the first from my memory because it involved a highly innocent and scarred-for-life Christian friend of mine. Well, fuck, if it’s the second time, it doesn’t matter at all, although it does highlight that I am still pretty bad at remembering to lock doors.
I was so calm about it, though, perhaps because I’m a bit high and so my reaction times are a bit slow and my ability to be worried is way, way down, leading me to the “if you don’t like clothes, then sometimes people will walk in on you while you are naked and that’s perfectly okay and a part of life” mindset much quicker than usual. Poor person, who I may have completely awkwarded out.
Still, this is just proof about how I am definitely metaphorically floating on a mattress right now, because not even otherwise-jarring experience can jar me from this experience, because I am totally calm and just feeling the colors bouncing.
(via wellwhatiftheskywasgreen)
I had the brilliant idea to paint something while being high. It is like being a kid in a fluffy candy shop.
Living in my frat = people to smoke weed with ALL THE TIME. It’s not even that I’m initiating it, I have just been invited to toke twice today. And now I am chilling watching youtube videos very stoned, and it is excellent. And boy, if you ever thought a video was trippy sober…
listening to the deadmau5 remix of medina’s ‘you and i’. it is really good even while sober. but right now it is just the cloud level
it’s the backbeats
it’s not the singing is everything behind that it caves out these little worlds in the back of my head and lights them up
oh my god sensory overload
all the beats
it’s incomprehensible
how can any human being hold it all in?
my headphones are vibrating i think it is pushing the sound inside me and packing tight my self kind of like a lillipad on the surface of the sloshiest ocean
i am everywhere even when I am one place alone
making playlists is hard; I keep forgetting where I am
you have never enjoyed anything like I am enjoying this music
it is not even in the same realm of enjoyment. it is like blue and yellow explosions with all the details it is waterfalls and zig zag patterns it is city fireflies everything is water and light
oh my god songs are the longest things. i lose track of time so easily because all the thoughts are so heavy. i keep being so incredibly shocked to find out the song hasn’t ended
having the munchies while high is like a plague
of emptiness and dark matter and negative space and the pieces of mouthfuls all collide into it and that negation is just so fascinating and tasty you just want to fuel it to keep it going
I was going to talk a bit about focusing on something and how things sort of zoom out when I concentration, like a mind-focusing-receptive video game
but I got overwhelmed with how relaxed I am right now. It’s just so nice to honestly not have all the million thoughts bouncing around in the back of my head and to forget I was writing this article for 15 minutes and to be so empty back there that when I remember something I wasn’t directly thinking about, like “I am eating this pudding with a spoon,” I’m surprised when I have that thought.
