Here is one which I wrote just over the past day and this morning. Being having started composing it on the 13th of May, 2023. And just "completed" it in the early morning on the 14th. -=>
On Being Sane in Insane, Not Simply Unsane Places.pdf
It just occurred to me that I did not even get to writing of the VERY fucking PECULIAR things which were happening to me, or that I was witnessing happen throughout my usual world - well I know that I did not write of it all deliberately. But I never forget anything, I've always had a fucking phenomenal memory capability.
The following is a copy and paste of a chat monologue which took place on the IRC server LibertaCasa on Friday, 26 June, 2020.
< frankenstein > it's like idk tbh precisely just why I am untouched in any harmful manner by my use of meth. I've been using it for almost one decade. I mean I may
have some rough idea... but that is complicated...
< frankenstein > I don't know what I am. like... I told you it is complicated. I mean I understand that I am consciousness because that is all I really have got. so
this would actually eliminate in some senses the phenomenon death.
< frankenstein > but that is provided that consciousness is more of a intelligent and sentient wave which we in a way tap into by some unknown mechanism. perhaps
some means in much similarity to the way in which we perceive gravity, I was going to say time but perhaps there is no such concept as time and it stands merely as a perhaps
stubborn illusion because really, all that we have got is eternity.
< frankenstein > so essentially... nothing is real... or not as it appears anyway... it's like rofl BILL SAID OMG! all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow
vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of
ourselves.