*L* No, nothing quite that 'heavy duty'.
Best description I can offer is Pink Floyd's "comfortably numb".
Lying on my side, watching the screen, making the occasional observation (or absurdvation), aware of the activity behind my behind.
Absolutely bombed, watching the show on the screen.
"You doing alright?"
"You can make it Better? *drugged chuckle* Please do."
*bemused laugh from 'back there'*
PCP? Once...which was Enough.
'Acid'? Got bored with everything looking like it was composed of polyethylene. Only entertaining during the initial 'rush' state.
After that, just resigned to being awake for the interval beyond, went on with whatever occupied the time.
Left it behind long ago.
Would only consider it again at the very end...of me. There had been studies done in Europe in the late '60s'~early '70's by therapists to see if it helped 'end of life' patients deal with the inevitable.
There were some positive signs that it did; 'ego-death' prior to the real deal was the point of the studies. The thought was that the fear of the end of 'me' was the big issue; that death was natural, the normal result of being alive in the first place....
We only become aware of being alive @ birth, that it's part of that process that we should expect to cease awareness @ death.
Christian theology teaches otherwise...(I was raised Catholic, BTW)
Science and the pursuit of the mysteries of the composition of matter, energies, and all that makes up the universe shows how little we know of it. How all of this immensity that we occupy on this dinky particle of a planet actually works.
At the end of it...all we can really do is accept it.
It's impressive that we're capable of asking the questions. *G*
But, we're still just Smart. Not as Wise as we ought to be. ;)
(And how much further can we get 'off topic'. *L*)
