If there was a Lord,
I’d call him Dear
But I’d probably use his name in vain…
Eventually.

I love learning about anything from the history of Native Americans to the history of the potato. I love learning from first hand experience or through the writings of a long gone genius. I love practical knowledge or knowledge that will come in handy when I’m in a heated debate about cellphones. I love permanently etching information into this brain of mine. Knowledge is forever.

Long story short, I spent last night running through the woods with strangers while on shrooms.

Forgetful, reminiscent,
This drug should be sufficient.
I cause my own loneliness
As I fall deeper into omniscience.
It’s simple, I’m a civilian
In the United States of Penicillin
And Prozac, and Xannies,
Where the people are vigilantes.
And if I die before I wake,
Them mother fuckers will burn me on the stake.
The indigo children aren’t welcome here.
I guess I better leave before the Feds awake.

It always goes the same direction. I realize how happy I am, and it just keeps increasing for weeks on end. I’m so euphorically happy that I could probably cry. And in one night, when I’m turning over endlessly in my bed unable to sleep, my life high comes crashing down. All because of flashbacks. I start seeing things I wish I didn’t remember. I start screaming and crying. My mom comes in and holds me and gives me a pill and I calm down. I stop seeing images of bridges and insane asylums and start thinking about the crooked lampshade. When I wake up in the morning, I’m so tired that I trip on my own feet. I stay home from school to recuperate. And it just cycles around again.

Everything is so simple.

Had the most euphoric day. I went to an arts festival with my two amigas and then smoked a few bowls. After, we met up with some people at Alapocas, this rad waterfall. We spent the entire afternoon in the sun, swimming and jumping. We smoked on a cliff, and then Libby and I went off on our own. We indulged in ice cream sundaes at The Ice Cream Shoppe. Next came the valley, which is Delaware’s prime spot for excessive land and nature adventure. We blazed, then hiked to a beautiful cliff and hill in complete awe because it was our first time being there. After our walk back to the car, we sat on the hood and looked up at the setting sky for over an hour, with meditation and some chatting. Coming home to the most refreshing fruit wasn’t half bad either.