3400 words about an experience

[pseydtonne]

I'd written a piece about an event from a year ago. I still believe it's worth reading. I received some very good comments and I thank everyone that checked it out.

However, I'm closing the link indefinitely. I want to edit it a lot.

I also feel I'd putting more than myself at risk as well. I am not ashamed of what I wrote. I refuse to be deceitful about it. However, the present environment is not the best for honesty (though it's better than almost any other time in history). You can still go to jail for being honest; at least now you don't risk moral condemnation. More on all of this another time.

I must sound paranoid, eh? I should wrap this up. They've bugged my underwear...

-flying under radar, ps/d

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Re: Warmfuzzicomfort uber alles

[epanastatis.livejournal.com]

We spend most of our lives putting up defenses so we don't take the boss seriously, don't expect our parents to have answers, don't get upset when trucks bear down on us at 80 miles an hour. We've wound up our internal rubber bands so tightly, especially when we have to pretend to mean "that's cool" when we really want to say "I don't get it, you vicious fucker, how could you?"

For once, I had a loose rubber band. I didn't feel the need to strut or preen.

OK, this is exactly the kind of writing I had been hoping for.

Since all the reviews you've read about E seem the same and that view annoys you, maybe this drug is not for you. Then again, most write-ups come from people willingly taking the drug for this very reaction.

It could be the drug, or it could be the way the drug is received. "I found that essence rare, it's what I looked for; I knew I'd get what I asked for." The interesting social question, for me at least, is why has it become a mass phenomenon? Why are so many people interested in a guaranteed hit of that essence rare? Not something that I can answer from outside. But even if the experience did prove irksome, it couldn't possibly be worse than crack.

Boring day at work again. Never realized how Catholic NYC is until I walked in to find the office practically deserted.