My poem I wrote about my shroom trip.

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Floods, Mar 19, 2009.

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    The Cosmic Nether (Destiny lies in the skies)​

    It swoons over you. Capturing your senses and enthralling your brain.​
    The backyard turns into another dimension, the spot of oil into a bubbling mess.​
    No need for artificial laughing gases, it comes naturally.​
    The intensity rises, and rises, and rises...​

    You have found the universe, solved the infinite equation. ​
    Soon you journey through the cosmic nether.​
    A sea of distorted effects infect.​
    The cosmic nether has turned against you.​
    A child's laughter, the screeching of traffic.​
    The noise turns you away.​

    You retire into darkness, to wait out the storm.​
    Visions of tenths of minutes ago flood you.​
    Your best friend watching over you, is he a figment?​
    You tell your self this is what was to come, it is what was meant to be.​
    You retire into darkness, to wait out the storm.​

    Now that your journey has ended, you can think again.​
    You wonder if this was an enlightenment, or a nightmare.​
    Thoughts of revisiting the nether tempt you, but you remember the darkness.​
    You remember the storm of the great cosmic nether!​
    Where you snatched destiny from the sky!







    It probably wont make to much sense to anyone, but my friend and I think its pretty gnarly.
     
  2. Nice man..I like that "You retire into the darkness, to wait out the storm":p I've done that a couple times
     
  3. Damn, Mad talent.
     
  4. anyone who has done shrooms im pretty sure will understand, that shit was good, the day after my shroom trip was the best fucking day of my life so enjoyable, i had a smile on the whole day just feeling invincible and nothing could bring my joy down
     
  5. You retire into darkness, to wait out the storm.


    Now that your journey has ended, you can think again

    wait so you went inside to wait out the storm, and then u say now that your journeys finished.... what journey, you were inside?
    anyways, just thought id question that :p sick fuckin poem though, when i was trippin blue lines were coming at me and my friend turned into a lion and i was talking to a frog :p
     
  6. oh fuck thats amazing
    keep it up, seriously man
     
  7. Nice man +rep
     

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