jwh zero eighteen (cannabinoid drug)
third report
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,,:*%%## ###&%%*:,,
,:*%%### ####&%%*:,
,,:*%%## i felt the all too familiar ###&%%*:,,
,,,:*%%# constriction of everything, the ##&%%*:,,,
,,,,:*%% vividness of sound and colors, and the #&%%*:,,,,
,,,:*%%# narrowed attention span. ##&%%*:,,,
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,:*%%### here it comes, i thought. ####&%%*:,
,,:*%%## ###&%%*:,,
,,,:*%%# some birds tweeted and the sound ##&%%*:,,,
,,,,:*%% reverberated in my head, seemingly #&%%*:,,,,
,,,:*%%# "behind" all other sound, like when you ##&%%*:,,,
,,:*%%## daydream and see what you imagine ###&%%*:,,
,:*%%### clearer than what you look at. ####&%%*:,
,,:*%%## ###&%%*:,,
,,,:*%%# as i walked toward my bike i noticed ##&%%*:,,,
,,,,:*%% that there was a strange humming sound #&%%*:,,,,
,,,:*%%# going on, a dark, metallic, drone-like ##&%%*:,,,
,,:*%%## monotone thing coming from seemingly ###&%%*:,,
,:*%%### all directions, acting as a backdrop ####&%%*:,
,,:*%%## for all other sound. ###&%%*:,,
,,,:*%%# ##&%%*:,,,
,,,,:*%% as i rode toward my house i understood #&%%*:,,,,
,,,:*%%# that this hum was in the other "sound ##&%%*:,,,
,,:*%%## space" as well. ###&%%*:,,
,:*%%### ####&%%*:,
,,:*%%## (i recorded myself singing in tune with ###&%%*:,,
,,,:*%%# the sound, so i could find it on the ##&%%*:,,,
,,,,:*%% piano later. it was a g sharp). #&%%*:,,,,
,,,:*%%# ##&%%*:,,,
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,:»*%%#### ####%%*»:,
,,,,:**% #&%**:,,,,
,:»*%%## things lost all sense of proportion; ###&%%*»:,
,,,,:*%%%# when i looked at them they would fill #%%%*:,,,,
,:::**%%%& my entire vision, and without anything &%%%**:::,
,,,,:»*%%& changing visually they would oscillate &%%*»:,,,,
,:»*%%&# between being percieved as very small ##&&%%*»:,
,:»*%%## or enourmously big. ###&%%*»:,
,:»*%%## ###&%%*»:,
,:»*%%## in the middle of the day in a forest ###&%%*»:,
,,,,»»%& with nobody around, i got struck by #&&%»»,,,,
,:»*%%## fear and climbed a great height. my ###&%%*»:,
,,,,:*%%%& inner organs were tugged by a second &%%%*:,,,,
,:»*%%## gravity. this made me feel very ill, ###&%%*»:,
,:»*%%## but it lessened if i complied and ###&%%*»:,
,:»*%%## lunged my body in the felt direction. ###&%%*»:,
,,::»»*%&& &&%*»»::,,
,:»*%%## this is when i found a dark orb ###&%%*»:,
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