It's like I'm high because the room is spinning and you're talking and I'm nodding and I'll agree with ANYTHING you say because I know NOTHING right now and I can't keep focus but I seem to be able to slip my mind between cracks that are supposed to be unfindable and down roads that are unrideable and through doors that are unopenable and I end at a place of understanding. I don't have to think about anything and everything makes sense. Nothing needs explaining or solving, I just get it. And in this place I find the perfect answer to everything, great ideas for new things, and the solution to a happy life and world. But as soon as I couldn't be more satisfied or content with my findings, my mind slips out of the place, back through the doors and down the roads, out of the cracks and returns to sitting outside all alone with only the moon and a dim street lamp for light, and I realize that I know nothing, and that those thoughts and answers were not in my mind, but in that place, so as soon as I left, I lost it all. This dumbfounded me so much and it was like I was high.
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something I found that I wrote late August 2005
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