"Durg Peom"

Date: Why should it matter?
Time: Is a man-made creation.
Music: Drum n Bass/Jungle... um... like anything else exists.

Note: A lot of thought went into this one.
Written 09.23.2007
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In these words I'll show you what I've seen.
Now that I have satisfied my mental curiousity.

I was warned, just as eveyone else.
My mind translated these messages into subliminal results...
for us, kids, to be able to comprehend.
Where did these advertisements initially begin?
Not pushers or users, but teachers, parents, and trusted adults.

"Just say no to drugs"
At that age of innocence,
I had never even fathomed the word "drugs"
It made me wonder in dangerous suspense.
I didn't yet understand, my mind was unable to yet comprehend.

It started with alcohol and nycotine
With the two, paired, they were one of a kind.
Just one of the doors that began opening
deep within my mind.

Mary Jane has always been there...
She's been a good friend...
She comes from mother earth...
She'll be here in the end.

I've eaten ecstacy and learned to love, not in a wrong, but different way.
Released and increased my mind's natural serotonin for just one night...
I knew legally it wasn't right...
My mind will take care of me
...and balance chemicals back out via natural dopamine.
I may have been down on the following day, it was worth the experience,
what more can I say?

Later I found GHB or should I say that shit found me...
...slipped me deep into a G-Hole that ended up fucking killing me.
Not once, but twice... only first time use. I rolled doubles on my dice.
Not luck, was blessed, lessoned learned, I took that test.

There was Opium, then Oxys,
Xanx and Roxys.
I still didn't find
My divine state of mind.

I was looking for it, it wasn't looking for me.
I craved for help in expanding my mind,
I wanted to see what has yet been unseen.
I want you to take time to understand what I really mean.

My one true love is still my first.
Even when times it turned me into my worst.
LSD expands, yet complicates me...
Disconnects, yet intrigues my mental circuitry as well as my spirituality.

I tasted the music.
I saw the sound.
The walls breathed life.
Could it simply be just a drug that confuses my senses?
Or could it be more...

I heightened my senses and opened my mind to what is known...
in, throughout, and beyond the unknown.
The voices I heard I knew existed...
My mind turned the volume up so that I could listen...
the whispers from people, in another room
the sound waves from music, that had never yet been heard.
Temporary insanity? Maybe, perhaps... by words itself...
in sanity.
If you don't understand... I call this inhumanity.

We all began at point A...
There are endless routes to get where we "need" to B. (As deemed by society.)
Some chose to stay straight, it seemed faster for them to C.
I don't mean to cause distraction, but detours fed my mental satisfaction.
Where you saw locked doors, I knew there were keys, I saw curiousity therefore hoped for possibilities.

I smoked.
I snorted.
I swallowed.
But haven't yet injected.

I would like to have limits but...
How can I discover the undiscovered with limits and rules?
My mind is sawing through the bars of the common mental cell... the same one you put up within yourself.
I welcome the expected, but yearn for what may be invented from the unexpected.

I slipped into crack after swimming in coke.
Dude! That crack is a muthafuck'n joke.

I got bored with all the sleep...
Crystal sped right into me.
Bubbles bring troubles...
and geeks will be geeks...
night after day...
tweek after tweeks.

I had a choice to stay straight...
on the path...
but after all I had seen,
I didn't want to go back.

It might take me longer
to find my way back,
compared to all of you
who stayed on the given track.

However, I am glad that I have taken the road less traveled.
It has given a way to allow my own mind to unravel.

Along my way, I made memories...
I learned of infinite dimensions
I learned divine symmetries.
All within infinite realities...
which allowed the infinite possibilities.

It wasn't difficult to find the keys...
to the doors that opened my eyes and mind
beyond what you allow to see
or even be.

If I wouldn't have been taught to say no to keys it wouldv'e have been harder to have wondered beyond.

With my mind unravelled, thanks to the road I travelled, I'm glad I didn't turn back around.
It could have been never
that I discovered
the keys that unlocked the doors to the indescribeable and unimaginable.

On the way to here, I met others who were trying this way too.
Yet, sadly, some are still finding the way and some may never make it through.

I wonder if the path I chose was worth such great risks, then came to the realization that I hadn't saught that path for a thrill. I had a different reason to take that route, to accept the keys, to open the doors... I had ambition. I was on a mission... maybe just wishin' these keys were to portals that showed me beyond what the common see commonly and allow my mind to uncover ideas that haven't yet been found.

With possibility of regrets aside,
...and granted I fuck'n died.
I still have no regrets,
I can say, at least I tried.

I did drugs...
drugs didn't do me.
I made my way...
and this is the way it made me.