DrDMT

   Sporadic shot-gun burst of thought moving like a wild fire in California. These lights set my eyes on fire; I feel tapped into “IT”… that ferocity of spirit, and detachment from the body. Pulsating waves piercing you from the glow of the flames and the roar of the music. We are the American Animals…   We set the night on fire, we spit glass and fumes, going into the trance. We are one, sharing the third eye under the universal mind… dancing round the fire in a lucid daze.   Lost in the roaring blaze our mind drifts. I see my life. I am a monster. I am a monster. I deserve to burn.   And I am better off a