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FABULOUS!!! LINK... Castle...
Think I've said it before on another board... I can always count on you...
I was reminded of why I hate the stuff... never did that much for me except make me more awake and a lot more hyped up (don't need that)... had me grinding my teeth... only thing I thought it was good for was staying up all night drinking beer... however... for me the aftermath consisted of 24 to 48 hours of SEVERE depression... i.e. seriously felt like killing myself... major not worth it.
Also saw a childhood friend go down for the count with it (though heroin is what finally did him in)... once I saw what it was doing to a hardcore user... that was it... matter of fact... last time I did it was with him... what he did as one line... I had to break down to four... fascinatingly horrifying...
He is also one of the reasons I'm not into saving people from themselves... his family and I did our damnedest... nothing could help him... he never wanted to drop his crutches and walk unassisted through life... I'd isolate the abusers and let them knock themselves out...
Back to your link... loved this...
There is perhaps a single predictable time of life when taking crack-cocaine is sensible, harmless and both emotionally and intellectually satisfying. Indeed, for such an occasion it may be commended. Certain estimable English doctors were once in the habit of administering to terminally-ill cancer patients an elixir known as the "Brompton cocktail". This was a judiciously-blended mixture of cocaine, heroin and alcohol. The results were gratifying not just to the recipient. Relatives of the stricken patient were pleased, too, at the new-found look of spiritual peace and happiness suffusing the features of a loved one as (s)he prepared to meet his or her Maker.
Drawing life to a close with a transcendentally orgasmic bang, and not a pathetic and god-forsaken whimper, can turn dying into the culmination of one's existence rather than its present messy and protracted anti-climax.
There is another good reason to finish life on a high note. In a predominantly secular society, adopting a hedonistic death-style is much more responsible from an ethical utilitarian perspective. For it promises to spare friends and relations the miseries of vicarious suffering and distress they are liable to undergo at present as they witness one's decline.
A few generations hence, the elimination of primitive evolutionary holdovers such as the ageing process and suffering will make the hedonistic death advocated here redundant. In the meanwhile, one is conceived in pleasure and may reasonably hope to die in it.
I keep telling people I'm saving heroin for when I'm in my nineties and/or when it looks like the end is near... nothing to lose...
But in the meantime... think I'll stick to a Bud or two and the occasional pot buzz... nectar and ambrosia of the gods...
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
free.ksquared
Think I've said it before on another board... I can always count on you...
I was reminded of why I hate the stuff... never did that much for me except make me more awake and a lot more hyped up (don't need that)... had me grinding my teeth... only thing I thought it was good for was staying up all night drinking beer... however... for me the aftermath consisted of 24 to 48 hours of SEVERE depression... i.e. seriously felt like killing myself... major not worth it.
Also saw a childhood friend go down for the count with it (though heroin is what finally did him in)... once I saw what it was doing to a hardcore user... that was it... matter of fact... last time I did it was with him... what he did as one line... I had to break down to four... fascinatingly horrifying...
He is also one of the reasons I'm not into saving people from themselves... his family and I did our damnedest... nothing could help him... he never wanted to drop his crutches and walk unassisted through life... I'd isolate the abusers and let them knock themselves out...
Back to your link... loved this...
There is perhaps a single predictable time of life when taking crack-cocaine is sensible, harmless and both emotionally and intellectually satisfying. Indeed, for such an occasion it may be commended. Certain estimable English doctors were once in the habit of administering to terminally-ill cancer patients an elixir known as the "Brompton cocktail". This was a judiciously-blended mixture of cocaine, heroin and alcohol. The results were gratifying not just to the recipient. Relatives of the stricken patient were pleased, too, at the new-found look of spiritual peace and happiness suffusing the features of a loved one as (s)he prepared to meet his or her Maker.
Drawing life to a close with a transcendentally orgasmic bang, and not a pathetic and god-forsaken whimper, can turn dying into the culmination of one's existence rather than its present messy and protracted anti-climax.
There is another good reason to finish life on a high note. In a predominantly secular society, adopting a hedonistic death-style is much more responsible from an ethical utilitarian perspective. For it promises to spare friends and relations the miseries of vicarious suffering and distress they are liable to undergo at present as they witness one's decline.
A few generations hence, the elimination of primitive evolutionary holdovers such as the ageing process and suffering will make the hedonistic death advocated here redundant. In the meanwhile, one is conceived in pleasure and may reasonably hope to die in it.
I keep telling people I'm saving heroin for when I'm in my nineties and/or when it looks like the end is near... nothing to lose...
But in the meantime... think I'll stick to a Bud or two and the occasional pot buzz... nectar and ambrosia of the gods...
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
free.ksquared
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