phylumsinter:

Pink Elephants on Parade [from Disney’s Dumbo]:

One of the first, if not the first times i had anyone explain to me the idea of intoxication.

Looking back, it was probably Willy Wonka, The Wizard of Oz [especially the Oompa Loompa songs] and this that battered my poor, innocent mind into wondering many of the things i still think about today… like the sources of imagination, whether their precursors were external intoxicant inspiration much like Terence Mckenna believed in Psilocybin as the origin of consciousness, or how these things might have originally benefitted us before they were seen as terrible, society destroying plagues that will eat our children alive.

Will try to make this prettier later, i’ve just got to get that out before it slips back into the field.

Wrote this under the influence of psilocybin.

pawkena:

If theres a hell and heaven then I guess I’m stuck here. 11 cents and a chapstick drop pocket that scream we don’t know. but we stare and stare. Steer clear from the reck. Posted posies remain hidden. filming nonchalance with cigarettes burning to the butt. we Inhale we inhale. Ashing our fingertips into the trays of our lungs. Brim to be crossed on foot we flee. Escape to nowhere on lead-footed paths. fixed faces and glazed eyes that smile.