The airport is packed. I've never seen so many people, where are they going? Ukrainians transiting Romania, many foreigners, and my dear Romanian compatriots. I used to take the same flight, and It's never been so crowded. Since yesterday they lifted all COVID restrictions. Almost nobody wears masks anymore. I can see people's faces now, they look happier, more joyous, or it's just the frenzy of this end-of-the-world situation. At least, this is how it feels in this side of Europe. Too much drama, I'm not going to add to it; I'm not an expert; I've had enough of it. I want peace, but according to Jordan Peterson, to have peace, you must be prepared for war at any time. Or better yet, already in it. What's the point of it all? This world of ours is so freakin strange.
And here I am, thinking about the next move. I'm going to do that experiment again—the 10-day silent meditation. I'm so looking forward to it; I've got so many things to shed, layers of conditioning. I wanted to serve the course this time, but they did not allow me because I consumed LSD. LOL. OK.
I'm not even into it that much these days. Last time it was for my birthday, and I went a bit insane, well... Not sure what caused the tipping point that caused me to spiral into pure madness; was it the two bottles of wine, the weed, or the LSD. Or maybe it was my dear neighbor friend (female) who was nice enough to pull my head between her tits. I woke up the next day, all dressed with half bottle of wine next to my bed and, as i was emerging I began piecing together the story of the night before. I'm not a regular drinker, and you see, that was the problem. I had excruciating pain in my head, and with each flashback, it seemed to intensify. Luckily I was with good friends and they sorta keep me within safe parameters because i was a beast unleashed.
So, what was I saying, nothing really, just checking in?
And here I am, thinking about the next move. I'm going to do that experiment again—the 10-day silent meditation. I'm so looking forward to it; I've got so many things to shed, layers of conditioning. I wanted to serve the course this time, but they did not allow me because I consumed LSD. LOL. OK.
I'm not even into it that much these days. Last time it was for my birthday, and I went a bit insane, well... Not sure what caused the tipping point that caused me to spiral into pure madness; was it the two bottles of wine, the weed, or the LSD. Or maybe it was my dear neighbor friend (female) who was nice enough to pull my head between her tits. I woke up the next day, all dressed with half bottle of wine next to my bed and, as i was emerging I began piecing together the story of the night before. I'm not a regular drinker, and you see, that was the problem. I had excruciating pain in my head, and with each flashback, it seemed to intensify. Luckily I was with good friends and they sorta keep me within safe parameters because i was a beast unleashed.
So, what was I saying, nothing really, just checking in?
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