There's a new poem up on the Deviant Art, My Girl Sal. It's a semi-narrative poem about three profound experiences I had with the plant Salvia Divinorum.
part 1
part 2
part 3
Salvia Divinorum is a wonderful, sacred plant that must be treated at all times with respect and reverence. If you are inclined to explore what she has to offer, I implore you to do so safely, carefully, and most of all respectfully. It is nothing short of a miracle that she has not been made illegal, like her older brother Psylocybin, and to keep her safe we all need to be very careful not to give the DEA a reason to crack down on her.
A Salvia trip is not a fun high, nor is it a crazy trip. It is an experience that completely dissolves the ego and even the world around you. Go into it casually and she will treat you badly, and show you things you may not want to see. But go in with the mantra of "no judgment" and she may show you something worth knowing.
Some people do not need drugs to reach an egoless state, that is true, and maybe anyone can get there through meditation and prayer. I got there through the path I chose, just like anyone. To those who say that you don't need drugs to get there, I say that you don't need Jesus or Buddha either. They are all good ways to get there, but you don't need any of them, because any other will do.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
New 55-fic
I just received notification that my Salvia Divinorum cutting will be here soon, I'm not much of a gardener but I'm looking forward to having a house-plant that is also a potent, yet legal hallucinogen. In honor of this, I wrote a 55-fic based on one of my favorite experiences with the drug.
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"The boat is closed today, sorry!"
"The boat is closed today, sorry!"
I have a purpose in life now. When the hero comes up to me, I say my line, and if he comes up to me again, I say it again. My 8-bit world is self-actualizing.
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This was my second trip, and my best. I believed that I was an NPC in an old cmputer role-playing game. All I had to do was say the one line, and I completely fulfilled my purpose. There was no ambiguity, no struggling with complicated issues of social interaction, just one rule. It may seem simple and irritating from the outside, but it was complete and perfect on the inside.
None of my friends enjoy the Salvia experience, they find it too disorienting, too out of control. The difference, I think, is that some people need to be in control of their lives, I need to be out of control. Not in a spiraling-chaos sort of way, I'll never be a meth-addict, but having someone else in charge, making the decisions, whether a programmer or a despot or a god.
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"The boat is closed today, sorry!"
"The boat is closed today, sorry!"
I have a purpose in life now. When the hero comes up to me, I say my line, and if he comes up to me again, I say it again. My 8-bit world is self-actualizing.
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This was my second trip, and my best. I believed that I was an NPC in an old cmputer role-playing game. All I had to do was say the one line, and I completely fulfilled my purpose. There was no ambiguity, no struggling with complicated issues of social interaction, just one rule. It may seem simple and irritating from the outside, but it was complete and perfect on the inside.
None of my friends enjoy the Salvia experience, they find it too disorienting, too out of control. The difference, I think, is that some people need to be in control of their lives, I need to be out of control. Not in a spiraling-chaos sort of way, I'll never be a meth-addict, but having someone else in charge, making the decisions, whether a programmer or a despot or a god.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
The Master Blog
Welcome to the Master Blog for all of my writing and art projects, published under the names Rozencrantz the Sane or Dolor-Sit-Amet, or sometimes other names altogether.
The Tower of Hope is my first completed novella, in anyone else's hands it would likely be a long short-story, but I have always been a very concise writer, so to me this is a novella. It's just about the largest thing I've seen through to completion, so it's a big deal for me.
The next step is to put together the paper copy, which will be heavily revised and edited. I will rearrange chapters as I see fit, and add at least one more if I can figure out where in the narrative it belongs. I'll let you know when that happens.
This Confessional is in a sort of limbo right now. I have plans for how to continue it, but I don't have plans to continue it any time soon. It was a fairly radical experiment, and I'm not especially pleased with how it turned out.
There is one new poem, a quatrain, at The DeviantArt. It isn't really very new, but it's new to the internet.
The Hidden Projects are ideas that have been fleshed out to some degree, but are not available in any form, and likely never will be. Whenever one of these makes it into the public, it is cause for celebration.
With No People is the oldest of these, a sci-fi story about a group of people dropped into a completely abandoned, futuristic city. I've tried to write it in many different forms, but it wants to not be written as much as I want to write it.
Inside My Head is a piece of non-fiction, rare for me. It's about how I think, and how I live, because it's a very enjoyable way of thinking and many people have asked what it is like inside my head.
The Tower of Hope is my first completed novella, in anyone else's hands it would likely be a long short-story, but I have always been a very concise writer, so to me this is a novella. It's just about the largest thing I've seen through to completion, so it's a big deal for me.
The next step is to put together the paper copy, which will be heavily revised and edited. I will rearrange chapters as I see fit, and add at least one more if I can figure out where in the narrative it belongs. I'll let you know when that happens.
This Confessional is in a sort of limbo right now. I have plans for how to continue it, but I don't have plans to continue it any time soon. It was a fairly radical experiment, and I'm not especially pleased with how it turned out.
There is one new poem, a quatrain, at The DeviantArt. It isn't really very new, but it's new to the internet.
The Hidden Projects are ideas that have been fleshed out to some degree, but are not available in any form, and likely never will be. Whenever one of these makes it into the public, it is cause for celebration.
With No People is the oldest of these, a sci-fi story about a group of people dropped into a completely abandoned, futuristic city. I've tried to write it in many different forms, but it wants to not be written as much as I want to write it.
Inside My Head is a piece of non-fiction, rare for me. It's about how I think, and how I live, because it's a very enjoyable way of thinking and many people have asked what it is like inside my head.
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