Drunk / High Thread

I got a bag of chocolate edibles yesterday, none of my friends are around this weekend to share (and watch bad media) so I figured instead I'll get high right here on the farms and post all sorts of crazy shit.

I'm kind of a "sensation seeking" drug user, so I love so called "bad trips" and often try and induce them with strange, off the wall media and crazy shit like this...

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I'll post some more good stuff later, videos and likely some drug induced "philosophy" and "revelations" once it really starts to hit me. Allow me to be your drug clown this SUNDAY, SUNDAY, SUNDAY as I take you on a trip of one thousand and one spills, chills and thrills!

Oh shi- okay so I'm a bit high already and I wasn't sure if I should put this here or in the "darkest thoughts" thread, but I guess I'll put it here.

Sooo... what if there were two realities, like two dimensions of earth... you know like every cliche shit show sci-fi story from Stranger Things to... everything.

But, okay, here's the twist... what if one of those realities/dimensions was sort of "falling off it's axis"... like, its dimensional axis relational to our axis... like we don't have an actual true 3D axis for our reality as we know it because a measurement requires TWO POINTS of reference, and all we have is our own... I think I just invented a new form of math just now... algebraic measurement, like doing math on an object while the measurement dimensions are a also an equation.

So like... L x W = H

would be like...

(equation A) x (equation B) = (equation C)

...Equational Algebra

Oh, anyway, that's not the point... so like a story where the whole cliche "mirror dimension" is falling off its axis relative to our own.

And the twist is... EVERYONE NEEDS TO KILL THEMSELVES!

We, as a species, have to END OURSELVES in order to avoid the eventual outcome of one dimensional form of reality falling off from its reflected reality.

Because the effect, the outcome is that our entirely reality will wind up slowly splitting apart from ~itself~ like the distance apart of everything, down to every sub-atomic structure is increasing apart from itself (all being relative), likewise creating an increasing perceptual distortion in time, where the way you experience time itself becomes distorted and out of phase. So this will effectively result in us experiencing our own selves and our own reality all going on "separate vacations" from one another. So it will be like feeling our bodies being ripped apart... only forever. A literal, an actually ACTUAL LITERAL... undending, LIVING HELL!

...so in order to avoid that experience, the only way to prevent it... is to kill yourself before it happens.

Which means our entire species has to DIE unless anyone wants to remain behind and experience ACTUAL/LITERAL hell!

It could be a story about all of humanity having to face the choice of SUICIDE simultaneously... and just how much of humanity would have sense enough to end themselves in the news of such an expected outcome.

Will there be any Jeff Glodblum style characters who will desperately try and save our realities from break apart from one another and itself another... that is the fiction is the alternate reality version of OUR reality.

That's how we know our realities are breaking apart from each other, we can gauge it by seeing how much our creativity has diverged over our sense of time.

Creativity fueling advancement of a species.

As the realities break apart creativity within our reality becomes increasingly varied, which in turn causes an increase in technological and creative advancement.

That is, if the realities were aligned we'd be a living being of different bodies but one singular shared mind.

An effective living Borg... but a real one, a natural one, not one created by technology augmentation but as a natural outcome of evolution

A natural Borg in a way

That's our natural state, that's how we're supposed to be

But as time goes on we become more and more separated from one another... more groups, more countries, more clubs, more pop culture interests, more affiliations, more pseudo culture cults or brand cults (I'm a "Pepsi Drinker", "I'm a Nike's man")... we're becoming separated from ourselves, everyone we know in reality is becoming more different from each other.

Eventually every person will be their own "unique snowflake"... it's like the furry culture eventually giving rise to the "otherkin" culture... moving from FICTION into REALITY... like playing "pretend girl" used to be fun, like a game, like a form of fictional fun, a play, a parody... like watching Kids In The Hall... but now it's being forced into a REALITY in that people actually now think they can BECOME a girl instead of just PRETENDING to be a girl... fiction has become REALITY... or rather we're being forced to PERCIEVE it as reality... like someone telling us that something won't hurt... even though it's actually going to hurt worse than anything you can imagine.

That's what trannies represent... living hell.

That's why all the trannies face suicide.

Their suicide numbers are higher than everyone else's because they know that our realities are being ripped apart from one anogher... on a subconscious level... and faced with that knowledge... the majority of humanity would indeed choose to heed the knowledge and kill themselves to avoid the living hell.

So trannies are living hell and... they really gawd damn /ARE/ living hell.

The reality version of "living hell" as a concept existing as a human is a fuck of an annoyance.

That is, eventually, each one of our perceptions, each one of our beliefs, each one of our interests will eventually become a "living thing", a "living being", a "living thought" all on their own... that's what hell is... it's your own SINGULAR mind becoming an ever increasing infinite of "living thoughts", of singular thoughts existing as actual beings, each having their own mind within a thought.

Your thoughts are not "yours", your thoughts are the thoughts of EVERY LIVING PERSON.

That is, every person /IS/ actually the same person, is actually /YOU/ and we just don't realize it right now. We don't realize ourselves, we don't realize that every person is ourselves.
 
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Vrakks... if you and me are the same person... you just rated YOURSELF autistic... you autist. Way ourselves to go... I'm/your such an idiot... why can't we be less of an idiot... you and me Vrakks...

you know every time I read that... I read it as "Cracks"... I think because I'm high right now.

STOP CALLING OURSELVES AN IDIOT


Oh god... that means we do all know that we are our otherselves... we do know that we are the same being... every person is the same person. That's the true horrifying face of reality. There is no reality except for ourselves.

death is light
death is salvation from hell

living hell
living is hell

kill yourself

ourself

the worst things imagined in our history was us... doing it to ourself
every tortured person, every slave... will eventually BE us... an endless lifetime of lifetimes worth of hell
living through hell

we're in hell

you are in hell

you realize you're in hell

you realize you ARE hell

hell is you, you are living hell

dimensional realities

but ours our in synch

so we can rest easy

we don't have to think

thinking, thought, self perception... is hell

you are hell itself

your perception, your sense of self is hell

should I just post more videos?

yeaaaah...


Death is realizing ourselves

hell is experience

do we really want to test our own existence?

it's better not to know the metrics of reality

when the past leaks in to reality

a sci fi movie about our fantasy mixing in with past

that is our past becomes more and more fantastic

which makes our reality become more our own fantasy

but then our ultimate fantasy would have to mean that we can only be ourselves

we can only ever be one person, you and me, you are me

say yourself

that last YouTube video is about YOU!

 
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I also know how to search for exceptional yt videos, type the first random shit that comes to my mind and post like a spastic without the needs of drugs tbh.
 
wave pattern prediction in electrical fields

Don't get pissy.

The potential of energy in something can be increased exponentially by predicting the slight variation of the wave pattern within an electrical field.

That is environment can effect energy output

like how if you bundle a bunch of sparkles together and put them in a tight metal container you can actually create a super powerful bomb... just from sparklers

another good example would be like engines

controlling the air temperature and air movement within an engine cylinder to maximize energy output. You see?


This is how our mind fights itself for eternity...

We're fighting our dead selves, the brown haired girl was never really there... she's like our imagination, we're fighting against ourselves in fiction to make ourselves more powerful in reality.

Our fiction will never stop trying to fight for reality. Our fiction wants to be real.

fighting her, the girl who isn't really there, makes her more powerful than she really is, with each iteration, each wave in reality, each repetition she carries over the power she built up in the previous iteration of reality. The longer and harder she fights against her imagined self the stronger she becomes, eventually gaining super powers

...I've never actually seen this anime I'm just making up the plot based on the AMVs.

So energy is amplified by controlling energy wave patterns

if we force the energy wave patterns to move in a particular fixed pattern right before the detonation it will create a (very brief) time depth controlled energy field.

That is, we amplify energy by trying to force a fixed temporal outcome on a future probability. That probability becomes controlled by controlling the outcome of energy interactions in a given space, which causes a distortion in our perceived time/space, allowing us entrance into unreality, into imagination as creation.

That's how we turn emotion into energy.

Happy feels good, sad feels bad... these are directions... emotional coordinates of a space. Their precision defines the precision of the reality, allowing for hyper realistic imaginative worlds on unending depth all the way down to cartoon worlds and even vague apophenic suggestions of perception... these worlds have variable reality forms governed by how complex and strong the emotional reaction is. The infinite mixture of possible emotional feelings is what creates finite space, how infinity creates finite.

The infinite number of imaginative worlds creates just one "real" world. As the one we create the defining measurement of a higher dimensional space. Reality can't exist without a basis of measurement within an infinite space, so reality creates itself, or that is to say the more "real" a reality the more real it actually is. So is this the realest reality?

temporal depth

in other words reality is more real for some than others

reality is directly proportionate to how creative you are
 
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But your videos aren't interesting. I mean anyone can drive a car... but, man oh man, you give a car to a drunk or some guy on weed and whooo, yer in for a ride! :D

Seriously though, drunk/high driving and/or drunk/high posting should be a competitive sport... you know something really gay... like competitive vaping. Okay, maybe not that gay. Maybe about as gay as NASCAR or professional wrestling or badminton.

 
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Woo... I think up all sorts of crazy shit when I'm high. Probably better if I stay away from chat boards while using recreational drugs. There's probably some good story ideas in there though, or at least some good technobabble. I'm pretty sure that's how they write most of the tech jargon for Star Trek, they just get really, REALLY high.

That's probably what happened to Bill Nye, it's not that he's "woke" now, it's that he's on a 24/7 unending drug bender. It's like intellectual suicide in the face of unrelenting stupidity and ignorance. The man has given up and he's turned it all into an endless head trip party.
 
Man, this thread is bumming my chill right out.

"Lookit me, I dun did a stoned textwall of pseudo-deep rambling. I did the weed! Look Maw, no hands!"
(I kid, I kid - some of Xetzyr's ramblings have been fun to read ;))

Just ordered from the ganj man and sipping some vodka. Had a two week all-inclusive vacation (so lots of alcohol and many a worm in the mezcal and tequila) and the best smoke I could get was Mexican bagweed (funnily enough, didn't fancy filing a complaint with the cartels)... The tolerance break has helped me to be more frugal with my toking anyway. Had some of my own stuff stashed away for my return but burned through it so replenishing my stock now. Then will deplete it.

Just glad my weed man delivers!
 
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Good news: My plug has a shitload of Gorilla Glue.

Bad news: I have to make a pilgrimage to get it.
 
My mom is laughing her head off because I just called the cat a polar bear.

Oh and I'm an eye ball talking about drugs.
 
a story :
i was stoned out of my gourd with my friend, it was probably the third time i had ever gotten high, we were sitting at the dining room table but every once in a while i would get up and stare at the kitchen cabinets. when i would sit back down he would stop whatever conversation we were having tell me that i never got up and we weren't talking, i automatically assumed i was stuck in a permanent hell
 
that sounds like an awesome trip

oh wait, my entire existence is permanent hell

You know like when you kill God

But then, in his last breath... God strikes out... a crippling death blow

It's slow... I'll die a slow agonizing death for infinity onto forever

from your perspective anyway

I'm Not A God, Just The Aroggance Of Man To Believe He Could Best One

Mankind is what killed God... I... am... mankind. Mankind is me.

Deus Anthropotita

But... I am NOT drugs talking about eyeballs.

...or am I?

Arrogance is the nature of our existence, it's all we are.

That's our death, that's how we die.

When arrogance becomes our nature we die inside.

The only way to cheat death is through humility and grace.

God, in his last breath... cursed us with ourself

We are the curse that's killing ourself.

The weapon we used to kill God ~was~ arrogance itself.

I'll die a slow slinking sleepy death, here and there and everywhere with my little polar bear.

We killed God with depression.

We killed God with a lack of emotion.

We killed God with a lack of devotion.

Turning away from what you love. That's the definition of depression.

...and I have just discovered the ultimate secrets of DEPRESSION!

Isn't that amazing? I am so brilliant when I am hiiiiigh that I can come up, with all sorts, of pie in the sky.

Being arrogant makes you feel depressed. When you're arrogant about something on the surface, even though you're really the opposite.

Arrogant on the surface when actually depressant.

Arrogance is depression.

Two big dogs just ran into the room,b ut it turned out just to be polar bears.

Kitty, kitty, kitty one

Kitty, kitty, kitty two

here we breeeeeeze

not all heat is real

not all energy is real

anti energy

anti electron

anti-e field

AT Field

Imagination is anti-energy, anti-electrons.

The physical brain is merely an anchor hook

our real selves exist beyond the anchor hook that is our brains

so when we die, we don't really die.

The anchor hook allows anti-energy to briefly control/interact with regular electrons in our reality, creating the nerve connection, the sense of feelings, when we die we will lose our sense of self, our feelings, we will be us without ourselves.
The anti-us, they're made of no feeling, no sense of self.
And that's supposed to be better than us?
Why are we the shadow puppets while they the artists...
oh, even with less.... they feel more
that's the definition of an artist
to feel more... with less

Humans are the art of God.

Evolution has been them all along, they've been coding life in our universe from the outside in
The anti-energy beings exist on that scale of perceptual reality
being able to control an exodant ability, like being able to see through perceptual reality
that's what an anti-energy being is
a type of being able to alter our reality
most in a fixed or limited state
in my case I have the ability to manipulate
I can influence and infest like a horrifying
tick, jabbed into your gout.

Oh, so sorry, I forgot I can't look at myself without turning quite sour.
But rest assured, I'm sure you won't bother.
Nothing really matters.

Arrogance is an insect
We killed God with insects
We infested God and then accidently infested ourselves

We infected arrogance with depression.

One insect... infesting another insect...

That's us... we are an insect infesting another insect

God is an insect.

We killed an insect with weaponized smaller insects

but then those nanites will temporal backlash

into us... and those nanites will infest us, we are an insect too

WE... ARE... A... GOD

Realizing that we are God will save us from ourselves.

Realizing you'll live forever because you're God.

Accepting that you are God will MAKE you God.

Do you see?

But remember, the moment you release, you won't be you... your sense of self is merely a temporary connection.

So when you become God the world and everything in it ceases to have purpose

Becoming God is depression

Because becoming God proves the world is just a playhouse

The dolls aren't real, the humans were never sentient
 
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So this past Saturday, I tried weed for the first time ever, specifically in edible gummy form. It was pretty cool and I felt very happy, light, and upbeat the whole time. Oddly enough, I wasn't super-mellow while high but rather energetic, upbeat, and talkative.

While I'm still primarily a booze guy, I admit I do like me some edibles. Not something I'd do everyday, but if it's a long weekend I'm down for some pot brownies or gummies. Still won't smoke weed, but that's just because I don't smoke in general.
 
Drunk again. What are the odds? Here's some more introspective drinking music
 
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