/lit/ - Literature

There's literally nothing I love more than to smoke a bowl or three and watch Wes Anderson movies while eating. It's the most comfortable thing I have ever done, and will likely ever do. I've had to quit for now though, it was making me lazy and it made my schoolwork suffer. Otherwise, I drink on the weekends with friends, and smoke 1-4 cigarettes a day, depending on stress.

I tried Salvia once. The only way I could describe it, is awesome, in the traditional "awe-some" sense of the word. I saw beautiful things, had amazing dreams that stretched into infinity. At one point, I lived among the most simple beings, just ghostly entities that forever watched a setting sun and appreciated the forever-end.

Once I woke up, I was paralyzed on the bed, and I could feel a horrible presence enter the room. It was dark, looming, massive, and insidious. It wanted to take me, and would have, if my friend hadn't walked in. I'm absolutely sure that I saw a demon, or whatever sort of infernal being that could be described as it.

Do you guys ever wonder why literally EVERYONE who trips enough eventually sees the Devil or some comparable entity? He exists, and psychedelics open you to see him. I'm never doing Salvia again. Fuck that shit.