Originally Posted by Zeno
A simple twist of fate, and the wrong drug(s) gets you dying in a ditch like an Irishman! Not a bad way to go all things considered! Enjoy!
Once you arrive in schipol and get to arrivals, the first thing you see is a massive Heineken sign to draw your attention to the bar below it. You order a pint of whatever. The bar staff are all about you. Right there and then you just know you've arrived to a wonderful land, before youve left the airport, you know.
It can't be chalked down to luck when it's magic five times in a row and I haven't begun.
To reply to your quote really. I'm of the view that anyone that lets drugs ruin their lives, can't blame the drugs. There are indeed destructive drugs. I only know them too well. Hence my case for good drugs. I add marijuana even though it's not my cup of tea. It's also what you could arguably call a drug of abuse.
MDMA and mushrooms is a one to two times a year affair. I've got 22g of fresh truffles in my pocket. I'm in a bar, drinking only to charge this phone. When I eat these later, reality will absolutely shatter. X