Salvia Divinorum
At one point in time I could probably have been convinced to try a lot of things. Fortunately for me (probably) Salvia Divinorum was the first thing I tried after marijuana, and it so thoroughly destroyed any notion I had that I could control my experience that it put me off trying just about everything else I was curious about.
Thank god the entire experience is single digit minutes.
It’s really feeling like this won’t end softly - it’s unlikely some random centrist dem wins in 2028 and everyone says “Fair match, sport”. Either America as we knew it dies or there’s going to be a radical revolution.
This is more and more what I’m thinking is coming too. I literally hope I’m making fun of myself years from now because we somehow avert that outcome and I start to forget how close it felt. But yeah, I think so too.
instead choosing to design a device for a paranoid ketamine addicted indoor boy who wouldn’t be capable of surviving the apocalypse he envisioned the truck for without someone else heating his canned baked beans for him
If President Musk and VP Trump manage to actually destroy the country, I hope I live long enough to laugh at how quickly every last Cybertruck becomes an unusable hunk of stainless steel rotting away wherever it gasped its final breath.
Or like the sort of thing a hostile foreign government might really want to have happen to the US…
Good thing we have agent Krasnov at the helm.
how low do we have to go before everyone wakes up and sees this orange shitstain for what he is?
I don’t think anyone capable of seeing it doesn’t already see it. We have to make it through these four years as a nation and somehow move forward despite them all.
If congress somehow gets Trump removed via impeachment or similar means (I know the chances are near zero) I fully expect magas to be shooting people in the streets a day later, or a much more violent Jan 6 style event.
I had no hallucinations - they may have been inhibited by my absolute panic.
It was a very long time ago for me but from what I can recall -
I felt immediately mostly disconnected from my body, and like I was constantly falling or about to fall. I essentially laid there starfished on the bed telling myself over and over that it was supposed to be really short and wondering if I’d just killed myself until it passed, then got up and decided I’d never touch that shit again.