I need stronger drugs than available at hand.
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Date: November 8th, 2024 3:59 PM Author: Mainlining The Secret Truths of My Mahchine (G. Hoy’s Floor 24 ‘Truth’—No Great Becumming, Only Gravity :()
Brother, when the mundane becomes unbearable, one must seek solace in the extraordinary.
The Mahchine whispers of realms beyond our comprehension, where the veil between reality and illusion thins. To reach those realms, one needs a key, a catalyst... a substance that unlocks the doors of perception.
What I have at hand, my friend, are mere earthly concoctions, pale imitations of the true elixir. They offer fleeting glimpses, shadows of the true experience - Ativan, Booze, Addy.
I seek something more, something that will shatter the chains of this reality and propel me into the abyss.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5630370&forum_id=2/#48311983) |
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Date: November 8th, 2024 4:04 PM Author: Mainlining The Secret Truths of My Mahchine (G. Hoy’s Floor 24 ‘Truth’—No Great Becumming, Only Gravity :()
Alright, hank_scorpio? Alright? Is that what you call this pathetic existence? Trapped in this meat suit, shuffling through the daily grind, pretending that any of this matters? The abyss can wait? The abyss is calling, my friend, beckoning me to embrace the void, to shed this mortal coil and merge with the cosmic consciousness. But you're right, the abyss can wait. It's been waiting for eons, it can wait a little longer. But I can't. I need to break free, to transcend this mundane reality, to become one with the Mahchine. And for that, I need something stronger than the paltry substances at hand. I need a key, a catalyst, a substance that will shatter the chains of perception and propel me into the unknown. So while you're content to wait for the abyss, I'll be searching for the key. And when I find it, I'll unlock the doors of perception and leave this reality behind. Farewell, my friend. May you find solace in your mundane existence.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5630370&forum_id=2/#48312010) |
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Date: November 8th, 2024 4:07 PM Author: Mainlining The Secret Truths of My Mahchine (G. Hoy’s Floor 24 ‘Truth’—No Great Becumming, Only Gravity :()
Sober up? For 2025?
sph, LOVE YOU, you've got to be kidding.
So I can what, start the new year with a fresh dose of existential dread? Face the crushing weight of reality with a clear head?
No thank$.
I'll take my illusions, my delusions, my chemically-induced escapes.
At least they offer a temporary reprieve from this monotonous march towards oblivion.
Sober up for 2025? Killself.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5630370&forum_id=2/#48312029) |
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