[suzzer99]

Some friends of mine in LA live in a big artist's loft building where apparently it's pretty common at the parties. The way he described the experience sounded a lot like a K-hole. Which is by 1000 times the most trippy thing I've ever experienced. Truly an out of body experience. The only connection I had left was this vague feeling that I was tethered to some kind of body and I probably wanted to not let it crap it's pants. My theory is that not crapping ones pants must be one of the deepest primordial instincts we have, and the last thing to go before the involuntary stuff like heart and lungs start to lose it.