TreSwank
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Salvia divinorum will spank and splinter your consciousness until your cerebrum transmogrifies into a seething, grey-matter casserole of misfiring neurons and serotonin-glazed disco-balls. I'm talking bout' serious, hardcore INTENSITY, brutha. You don't fuck with Lady Salvia if you can't hang, cause that bitch will castrate you with some cosmic PMS. You dig? This substance is one of the most powerful hallucinogens on earth, and, get this - it's legal as angel-hair pasta in MOST states. Now, it might only last for about twelve minutes when smoked, but, let me tell you...........that twelve minutes is fucking incredible. It's a weird drug, because you don't trip EVERY time you smoke it; you just have to summon the Lady at the right time. Imagine sitting on a bed in the relative comfort of your own home, and not knowing if you're you, or the paint on the walls...........the doorknob............your comforter, even. Think about your concept of autonomy getting pounded by an ectoplasmic jackhammer and then fist-fucked by Andre the Giant. Your sense of identity becomes so skewed, that your psyche morphs into the Ringling Brothers circus, and you can't decide if you're who you think you are, or something entirely different. "I can't get off of this bed, because I can't freakin' decide if I'm me, or not." I'd recommend that everybody out there to try this stuff before it becomes a blanket Schedule 1 drug..........which will eventually occur with it's ubiquitous teen use and spreading notoriety, and the conservative republi-nazis on it's heels. It just might tickle your fancy.
< Message edited by TreSwank -- 12/27/2006 9:39:17 AM >
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