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Toxica

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I suggest to place here your verses, songs and other art. Psychnautic art is welcome = )
 

Toxica

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Love, Soreness, Delight

When the world seems to be stupid, when the life is so grey
When the days keep flowing slowly and you see there’s just foray
When you lose your control
When there’s no one to call
When all things only wound, only gall
Pain keeps filling heart, that’s tired of the lies, of sellout
You just want to find some remedy that could help with no doubt
You just want colored world
You just want to fill the cored
You want new; you don’t want to be cowed

Love, Soreness, Delight – in one time
Palette of feels you derive
New, fresh, so stirring and prime
Your number is now 25

It was key that has unlocked the door of uncognized for you
This experience of feelings can drive crazy as can cure
It can intimidate
It can change your pulse rate
Anyway it has changed all your fate
So you want to feel this alliance of those visions again
You don’t want to go back to this routine of the days in chain
You don’t want to be roped
So let’s see what you’ll opt
You’ll repeat it and you will be doped


Life was so dead-alive and void
Abridged of colors, dry as chip
All divertissements were boed
Mind always wanted just to sleep
But then thing happened, fateful thing
The thing that always veer and change
Eyes opened, seeing sooth and zing
Life altered on the root and branch
Now I see world in different shape
The actuality can’t hide
I see the essence with no drape
Now I’m another, view is pied
Now I can read and see the thoughts
Can inculcate in people, beasts
Now I can hear empyreal mots
See colors of the music, feast

New joint, some hemp, new peace of bang
The bottle or the calabash
Desirable sweet smoke, new prank
Mirth, extra taste, bestowed by hash
I thank you, Jah, for priceless boon
For possibility to fly
For chance to see the stars and moon
For friendship, people you ally

I fall into forbidden fruit’s fangs
I don’t regret, nay I am glad
Someone can say that we are cranks
May be, may not, it’s our fad
But I can fly through space and time
See creatures of the other worlds
See moments like they’re stiffened in mime
Now there’s lashing, no one holds
Face set in fixed smile, time made stop
It’s unaccountable, space’s gate
The jiff – I was on pleasure’s top
It was breathtaking, something’s grate
But – alas! Lateral effect
The revelation – I forget
It’s sudden, full – and it’s a fact
The memory’s clear after that…


Sorry for the mistakes..... It's an experiment, English is not my mother-tongue...
 

themoles

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http://web171.server8.webplus24.de/drums.mp3

hm i did this song on mushrooms, when i still could move my hands ... i was into bands like the black keys at that time. i wasn't able to set the damn drumcomputer straight so wait a few seconds. it's still nothing, just wanted to see if i come up with something. i wrote down a gazillion of things while being on drugs but it always boils down to making no sense in the end. the things i made with a clear head were always better, but somehow more ... mechanic, not so passionate. i got pictures too but i can't scan it. i like your writing, i like your topic too, good there's people who try to express their higher consciousness, that's the kind of reputation good drugs deserve.
 

Toxica

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Wow, I so glad = )
Wow, I smoked some hash, ate some pills and drank a two bottles of beer...
Great feeling = )


Our world is stinking hole
In bum of universe
The truth somebody stole
Decay in bloody curse
The corpses walk on streets
They think they’re still alive
The wounded Earth’s heart bleeds
The righteous do deprive
The feelings’ trampled, ripped
The person is programmed
We’re processed and we’re chipped
We’re in cocoon, we farmed
And we devour ourselves
We’re almost dead, self-killed
We bury minds, not health
Mind’s mummified and pilled…
 

Toxica

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Life is shit
I didn’t want to live, no more
I dreamt to see the other side
I felt the pain, I was so sore
The only chance was suicide
I took the gun, went to the sea
I found you, sitting on the core
You hold the knife, and I did see
You were along, like me, so lost

When you want, you won’t get
It’s a fucken law of life, it’s biggest shit
Life is shit, do you see
World is relentless for all, for you and me
And there’s no true
Just dope in veins
I need a few
To lose my sense

With laughing tears you rose the knife
You weren’t care about the hell
I wanted too to stop my life
To free the soul I tried to sell
I saw your eyes, so mad, oh Lord
We found each other in the end
There weren’t need in idle word
I came to you, you took my hand

And so together, soul in soul
We went to precipice behind
The others doesn’t see the wall
But we were then no longer blind
We knew that life was only pain
We knew – salvation is in death
We did last step, we were so same
And we were dying, holding hands…



The hope is dead
Slaughters… Yeah… You’re sinking in blood
You’re burning in curtain on fire
Corpses… Yeah… Their soul went to God
The world is so savage and dire
Shouting… Yeah… Around all’s in pun
The tapping of shots’ cutting hearing
Weapons… Yeah… And you take your gun
You panic, you can’t take a bearing

When the one is killing another
When the sister’s killing her brother
You don’t know after that
What is good, what is bad
You know only thing: the hope is dead.

Hunters… Yeah… For them you’re just meat
They kill and they have no compassion
Cowards… Yeah… There’s no place for feat
There’s only dismay round and tension
Choking… Yeah… With stench of grilled flesh
And all you see is putrefaction
Minute… Yeah… And all turn in ash
No feelings, no life and no traction

Fear… Yeah… There’s nowhere to hide
You feel only horror and ire
Light spots… Yeah… They drone and they gride
And then your last home will be bier
Madness… Yeah… You mind’s caught in mesh
You’re twitching, you’re jumping and leering
Distress… Yeah… There’s everything gash
You feel something painful and searing

When the hope is dead
Everything ‘round is dread
And there’s no time to think bout the trifles
You forget ‘bout the fad
You can’t look overhead
You just try to survive not like cripple…
 

Toxica

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Toxica a dit:
Wow, I'm so glad = )
Wow, I smoked some hash, ate some pills and drank a two bottles of beer...
Great feeling = )


Our world is stinking hole
In bum of universe
The truth somebody stole
Decay in bloody curse
The corpses walk on streets
They think they’re still alive
The wounded Earth’s heart bleeds
The righteous do deprive
The feelings’ trampled, ripped
The person is programmed
We’re processed and we’re chipped
We’re in cocoon, we farmed
And we devour ourselves
We’re almost dead, self-killed
We bury minds, not health
Mind’s mummified and pilled…
 

Toxica

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Dex
I’m just another I would say all I say
I’m here too, so don’t ignore now my voice
I’m with you both, we hear you, just don’t be jay
I’m not a jay, let’s speak not loosing the poise
I’m not existing in the physical world
I’m in the world of ageless, of quintessence
I’m flying out of time, impossible to hold
I’m whirling in the oecumenical dance

Dex…(whisper)
I’m simultaneously everyone
Dex…
The dialog interlaces in astral plan
Dex…
I am dissolving crystallizing in one
Dex…
Soul’s in great stream rushing free with DXM

The verge or real dissolves, enwraps everything
The consciousness is widening out of head
There’s no more body, things vanish trying to cling
Soul’s in eternity, realization has spread
All inorganic things itself are alive
They speak with me, they feel, they do understand
My soul’s got wrong boby, it wants different life
There’s no more body – it dissolved, it’s not pent

Dex… Dex… Dex…
There’s no usual, mind it cracks
Voices of the sparce do vex
Only dex…
Home… Dex… Home…
It is place where you are from
Everything there’s native, own
There’s your home…

My mind’s connected to the absolute space
I feel connection with souls, like Internet
The consciousness’ on metaphysical pace
It draws the parallels in one great long thread
There’s tunnel opening so wide and so deep
In thing that was my body, it’s plastic now
The tunnel swallows me up, it tries to rip
But soul’s got help of power, strong like wind’s flaw

The paranoia embraced creature’s soul
They know, they want to erase me, they chase
There’s only enemies watching like owl
There are the spies running across the shades
They don’t want somebody to know the truth
That’s why they scare, why they kill, driving mad
They fear that somebody will find the prove
They’ll never make me refuse or forget

Home… Dex… Home…
It is place where you are from
Help me to find way back home
To return…
 

toadlicker

Elfe Mécanique
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1 Fev 2006
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flame licks the center of bone
flesh like dreams of leaves
warming the maw of control
unmuffled screams the breeze

babydoll bonfires walking the street
serving those warmed by the heat

the words come down and the shift is made
the other is power behind inferior feign
strong holds the lie of repressions past
wrong says the mind
but it still has to laugh.
 

Toxica

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Cool...
 

toadlicker

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LSD.

not too much to say that's lost
twists of colors that tighten knots
bend the lines of walls that fought
mocking blurs of brightness taught
restless sleep and afterthoughts


BLAH BLAH BLAH
"just another failed seeker"
 

Toxica

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= )))
Cool = )
 

patilan420

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"I let the seven mighty winds
blow up my little, little soul
and I will use it as a sail
And let my heart to be true compas
and let my damed mind
be just the poet of the bout
This way day annight I sail
throughout the wast see of things
the eyes create the only light."

it don't sound very poetick in inglish, but in my native language it has a nice rhyme.
 

Toxica

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Please post here it in you native language, I think I'll be able to understand it! =)
It's so pity there are no people who knows russian =( so there's no point in posting here my russian verses...

So here some more in english...

Fucked by life
Everything is dumb and aimless
The same routine comes everyday
Lips are bumbling stupid phrases
All around is cold and grey
Life’s uncolored, useless, naked
There’s no sense and there’s no goal
It’s locked circle, I can’t brake it
Only value’s rock’n’roll
Deep depression’s killing slowly
I’m nobody, I’m no one
I’m in asshole, I’m so lowly
My eyes are dim and face is frown
I’m loosing feelings, stay in despair
All’s indifferent, I’m dead
World is cruel place, unfair
Suicide – that’s where it led…

I’m fucked by life, fucked by world
Fucked by fucken laws and rules
Fucked by people, hearts’re fucken cold
Fucked by dirty bitches and fools
I hate myself, I’m fucked to try
I’d kill, destroy and stay unlocked
Mind’s thing I don’t identify
It’s misrepresented and fogged.

I live in darkness of the abyss
My soul is sinking in the gloom
Distresses made me dead and helpless
And all me force is drained by doom
Nobody needs me, I’m forgotten
I’m left by everyone alone
I’m just a shadow, world is rotten
Their cruel hearts are cold like stone
Distorted hum haunts mind which’s tangled
It’s stuffy here, I’m so lost
I’m getting flustered, world’s so mangled
I’m not alive, I’m like a ghost
We live in mud, we ruin our cautions
We kill, we use and throw away
The stench of dung leads to the nauseas
Our lives will finish in decay

I’m fucked by life, I don’t see God
My bed is grave, the corpse will rot
I’m fucked by life like fucken slat
I’m fucked of moral they distort
I’m fucked by life, it’s black and bore
I know that I’m already dead
I’m fucked by life like fucken whore
I’m fucked of moral that they spread

I’m in quandary, confusion
I’m marked by death, by her black stamps
I sink in alcohol, illusion
I’m shivering in crazy cramps
I’m crashing in the walls, I’m bleeding
But I don’t feel the pain and hurt
I’m cutting body, blood is fleeding
And mixing with a smelling dirt
Around are lies of skunks and strumpets
There’s treachery, no one to trust
The greediness explodes their crumpets
Their lives are musty, they just rust
This venal fucken world’s fermenting
The shits is filling everything
There’s no soul that would be repenting
There’re sins, there’re no real friends, they fink
 

Toxica

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Black
I don’t see any light
Or I’m so stupid, fuck
But world’s the most grey site
Which sinks in pitch-black dark
There’s everything I hate
And I destroy and kill
The pain becomes my mate
It’s madness that I feel
The terrible thoughts haunt my mind
And soon everything’ll terminate
The terror is all that I find
All wicked outcomes dominate
Alternative ways don’t exist
There’s only divergence in views
Contemptible turns into beasts
The answer is always refuse

Death! There’s no point in life!
Lie! There’s everyone’s whore!
Sheathe! Your guard won’t arrive!
Die! What do you live for?

My mind is landing stage of craze
My soul is evil, no way back
The rancor crosses up my face
Inside is darkness, I’m so black
I’m black, black, black…

The world’s corrupted bum
Everything rots on stalk
We live in frisking slum
We vomit and we choke
The nuns in fact are tarts
They take the drugs and fuck
Everyone stinks and farts
We live in liquid muck
The soul is a shadow of spite
I hate this world and I feel sick
From every display of the white
Our minds are the dust-heaps that reek
I’d push big red button right now
And finish this stupid banquet
Destroying that dumb glowing taw
Immersing in gloom all the dread

- | | - | | -

Mankind deserve to die
The human is bustard
Me too, and that is why
I’m first in mortal chart
The wars are all around
I’m kicking someone’s guts
The bullets whistle and wound
There’s smell of roasted butts
I would disembowel the corpse
Of someone who had been alive
It’s hard to decide what is worse
When you donate or deprive
The Black is the color of soul
It’s filling my creature inside
This world’s made me vicious and foul
I’d change place where I do reside

- | | - | | -
 

Toxica

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Time to die
You government pulls strings, always only gains
The cops would set you up, spoiling all your plans
The fucken laws and rules are serving for the chiefs
The judgment absents here, top is full of thieves
All that has happened
Is lost of your bet
You’re just a puppet
You’re marionette!

It is a time of dirt
It is a time of blood
All words are crude and curt
The priests forgot the God
It is a time of corpses and decay
It is a time of wars and time of cry
You thought you could rely but friends betray
It is a time to die!

It’s possible to live for those who know the ropes
For friends of LSD, of alcohol and dopes
The scoundrels put you down in rotten world of lies
The one who kisses asses only here survives
No one ever carry
Are you guilty or not
So better bury
Your hopes and your fault

- | | - | | -

Your birth is sentence of the death we all subscribe
But life can be accessible for those who bribe
Ability to push is necessary skill
The gangs rule world, allowing to destroy and kill
They will devour
You if you fail
The forgeries cover
Their sins from the jail

- | | - | | -

You are the dupe of constitution, tear it, burn it down
Don’t be so dumb, don’t faith, don’t listen to the crown
The world is full of sluts who’re fucking with the popes
The legacies are substituted by the dopes
You’re interrogated
For truth there’s no place
Your life is frustrated
By invasion of bases
The money are ruling
The world is a fraud
So it keeps fooling
The power is fraught

Kill your government
Kill the priests
Forget recoverment
Kill who resists
Time passed rapidly
The clocks bang twelve
Kill your family
Kill yourself!
 

Toxica

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The last day
It’s something so sinister, horrible’s happen
The panic embraced all around, everyone
And nothing can help: even techniques or weapons
Too late: we can’t change everything we had done
You were awarded, you could chose right direction
But you didn’t attach great importance to fact
Now you won’t be saved by any protection
You won’t stop black comedy, started to act
You thought that the sources would serve you forever
You thought nature’s like inexhaustible store
You killed and destroyed, rubbished till the last level
And now you will pay, it can’t last so no more
You’d have thought beforehand about consequences
Now you won’t stop opposite counting of clocks
The end of all comedies, end of romances
The time doesn’t spare you, the time only shocks.

Now it’s all over, it’s the end
We’ll be together, hold my hand
I won’t be sore and won’t say bye
But time is out and now we’ll die…

You thought apocalypse’s only science fiction
You thought that Earth would be submissive like slave
But life is the thing out of your jurisdiction
And after words there won’t stay even a greave
Prospering mankind now will vanish in darkness
Our progress will turn back against of ourselves
You tortured the nature and you were so heartless
Environment now will pay back, closing valves
The whole human wisdom will burn in disasters
The end of the heartless existence has come
Erasing the corner between cries and laughters
And bringing with it fatal sound of the drum
The planet’s collapsing, the life’s interrupting
The earthquakes and floodings are agony’s cramps
Explodings and accidents kill the corrupted
The death’s all around, blowing out last attempts

- | | - | | -

The pain tears my heart cos I don’t want to loose you
But we found each other, I’m sorry, too late
The last song of rock is the last thing that cures you
We’re pity we didn’t enough estimate
The total extinction is end of our story
The story of lier, of killer and rogue
I want say more, but time expired, I’m sorry
So that is the end, that is our epilogue…
 

Toxica

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Wanna be free
My breath is broken off and I’m choking
The air is gone, there is just rotten smell
I’m tired, I’m in fetters, they’re holding and locking
All moving… I suffer, I can’t stay like this, I xan’t dwell
It’s stuffy, I’m strangled by narrowness, stinking
I feel like in prison, I feel like in cage
I’m tired out by circumstances, but still thinking
You’d never be able to take away rage
I’m dying alone, I’m forgotten on bottom
I’m left in the ruins of last dreams that disturb
I’m watching my life and my hope’s being rotten
But I still have senses that you’ll never curb
I’m always in grief, all my insolent sayings
Have never been listened, remarked and observed
Unnecessary life – I’m condemned on that payings
What have I done, what have I deserved?
My body burdens and I can’t endure more
My life is nightmare in memory
I’m dying, bleeding, I’m losing humor
I want to throw life out, to set myself free
It’s not world of mine I know I don’t belong here
I miss something other, that I can’t explain
I don’t need this life, it can’t last so no longer
I don’t take in point others say I’m insane
I’m tired of the pain, of the loneliness, madness
I’m tired of injustice and that insinceres
I’m cold here, my heart is so haunted with sadness
That I feel like I’m all in snow and I’m bare
I’m martyr, I think, it’s my fault, that I suffer
I dream of the perfectness I won’t achieve
I’m staying on verge, I feel myself a duffer
Everything in this life only grieve
I need liberation of everything ever
I want now to run away, don’t care, where
I wanna left life, left this planet forever
To fly somewhere in other world, to transfer…
 

toadlicker

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i think this last entry is one of the best i've read, why is it that no matter where a person is in the world life just seem to never get any better? but i guess if life was everything it is supposed to be there would be no cool poetry...later man
 

yourownworld

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first thing i did at the end of a mushroom trip (colombian, I think)

and a little very-old one (maybe mexican or equatorian shrooms)




i've got some writtings too but these are in french...
(very free style, cause I usually never do this kind of things

soupe entremelée de mozart
comme de mots perchés au hasard
melée de mémoire
déroulée dans le noir
de mon immense esprit défouloir
assoifé de vouloir
dégouté du pouvoir

de ces gens avides d'avoir
un ami lucide sur le perchoir
une ride et ils vont choir
seul son bide fait bavoir

tandis que je bois ma soupe
on me jette dans les poches
ces papiers s'effilochent
des idées tantot moches
tantot m'attirant comme la symphonie d'une cloche
ces mots d'or dorment
mine de rien je les pioche

devrais-je rassembler ces idées
sectionées
aurais-je cru qu'elles allait s'assembler
de maniere si sage
image
et apparaitre comme les fruit d'un mage

je bois ma soupe
je ravalle mes trippes
je crache mon brouillon
je savoure mon bouillon
je m'assoupis, soupire

j'avais prévu de chapitrer
ces mots chapeautés dont je suis le chaperon
que j'aimerais voir chapardés
par de nobles pensées

(this wad originally made during a philosopher stones trip, but it was here and there things i wrote on little papers, so i rewrote it correctly the next day)
 

ararat

Holofractale de l'hypervérité
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