feversome (feversome) wrote in lsdspirituality,

at a bar at night last week --- small, lit, pretty -- talking to a moon face who looks like someone i once knew. suddenly i am gripped with this terror i've only felt since my one and only trip on acid a month ago. WHAT IF I GET LOST? amnesia? the universe slip-sliding away? where will i go? the anonymity, the fragility of everyone. the terrible danger.
at a party the other day i almost lost my mind, i started to taste the dust again (the ominous dust) i tasted all night during that one and only trip. balloon faces and hard edges. i think i feel sicker more often than i used to, but also less emotional about it. life is so, so absurd.

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