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JUNKY.

Cage “I Never Knew You”

Just before I shoot, I slightly open my eyes to press play. I shoot slowly, and when the Syringe is empty I wait a few seconds. Oh yeah, here we go. A first wave of total relaxation runs through my body and with that the syringe smoothly slides out of my rectum. A few hectic moves to wipe most of the lube off my hands and ass; And now just lay there, face in pillow, eyes closed, ears covered with headphones.

Marcy Playground “Opium”

It comes on slow, like the first few glasses of liquor after a long day out in the cold woods someday in deep winter. Little by little, I start to nod - first I am just daydreaming but it takes me farther and farther away. Then I notice the tingling in my fingertips,.. the incredible warmth in both hand and feet and in the end it is glaring throughout my whole body. I feel like I’m full of light. Or am I full of light and not able to see it sonst?

Lou Reed “Perfect Day”

But as fast as I became aware of these symptoms, the euphoria hits me and therefore every thought just fades away. In my eyes, a significant moment at that point is the fact that you can’t do anything against the effect. Besides that I will not use this kind of language to describe such an outpour of emotion - nicht für ein solchen Moment. So as I said before, the thoughts fade away. But now, Euphoria comes up from behind.

But this time it is not a feeling.
It is ευφορία the goddess.

Lil Wayne “I feel like dying”

Maybe you see her as the beautiful lady, dressed in a red dress. She embraces you, kisses you on the neck, and then you start - again - to fade away, to wither from this cold world - a world which means nothing now. Maybe you see an antique figure from ancient times picturing her, ευφορία. Now she seizes me completely and everything goes dark, silent and fine. She cured me.

William S. Burroughs reads “Junky”

I lay there, listening to the old Master. As the first orgasmic waves fade out..

William S. Burroughs reads his "Thanksgiving Prayer":

“Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons, destined to be shat out through wholesome American guts. Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison.Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger. Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot. Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes. Thanks for the American dream,To vulgarize and to falsify until the bare lies shine through. Thanks for the KKK. For nigger-killin' lawmen, feelin' their notches. For decent church-goin' women,with their mean, pinched, bitter,evil faces. Thanks for "Kill a Queer for Christ" stickers. Thanks for laboratory AIDS. Thanks for Prohibition and the war against drugs. Thanks for a country where nobody's allowed to mind the own business. Thanks for a nation of finks. Yes, thanks for all the memories-- all right let's see your arms! You always were a headache and you always were a bore. Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams.“


O-Desmethyltramadol. An extraordinary psychedelic opioid.
In loving Memory of TERENCE MCKENNA.