I was walking around west Eugene completely naked, running through sprinklers on a nice hot sunny day, thinking about what psychological prison "anti-decency" laws actually were. I was questioned and handcuffed by two cops, and they called my mom and had her "take care of me" while I was under the influence of God knows how many micrograms of LSD. The whole time I was so happy, mellow and liberated, that I told them everything from start to finish, how I talked to Aliens and they told me I was bringing back the 60s with my freedom, that I was bringing joy into this world by being joyful of just being alive. I was in complete bliss, self-love, that could not be taken from me. I didn't need a paycheck, a job title, a hot wife, a football trophy to make me feel amazing, I am a beautiful product of creation, and the sun embraced me in its warmth telling me "David, love".
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Ok, I had dropped acid, smoked weed, taken speed too with some whisky, I was totally off my face. The police found me sitting on an island in the middle of the road crying my eyes out, I had stuck a knife in an orange and thought I’d killed it ! Still dunno where I got the orange from, they locked me up in west end central for my own protection, every time they open the hatch to check on me, I was waving my arms around cos I thought I was so small they couldn’t see me. Went home feeling a proper cunt on the biggest come down of my life...
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