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Comfort. The softness of the basement couch. Misery loves company.
Trickling through my fingers. Whispering across my face, her disappearing
lips trace across my cheeks. The smell is sweet, but she is rough against
my throat. Her smell isn't so much intoxicating as it is suffocating, yet
the smoke paralyses my senses and touches my soul. Her street name is
undeserving of her effect on me. Forever, she shall be known to me as
Mary-Jane. I will never know her beauty.

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                                                                                              g
                                                                                     i
                                                                      h
                                                     and
                                higher
             rising
I'm

Though I smell her, feel her heat, even taste her intoxicating splendour, she is but a thought.


Exotic. Sweat. Humid. Rite of Passage.
People over there don't get it like we do. We truly do. Today is the day
that I talk to the Mother of the World. My father dances before me and the
rest of my breathren. I can see the pride in his eyes as his son is ready
to communicate with our Mother. Not my mother, the Mother of the world.
Some of you may know her as Gaia. She will speak through me, uncovering
prophecies and untold, whispered secrets. A clay cup is given to me,
filled with my key to the unlocking the brink of the normal and the
paranormal. The sacred Aya-Huasa coats my throat with liquid bliss. As I
sink into my conversation with Mother, I begin to climb the Vine of Souls.
The conversation lasts two days, and I am confronted with my worst fears,
being tested over and over again.
I'm
          being
                         pulled
                                      away
                                                        from
                                                                    this
                                                                                       w
                                                                                                o
                                                                                                     r
   
                                                                                                           l


                                                                                                                 d
          



I awake peacefully. I feel so light, so free. My smiling father waits for
me to tell him the mysteries of the world and revelations apocalised
before our very eyes. I will never know her beauty.
Though I smell her, feel her heat, even taste her intoxicating splendour,
she is but a thought.




Dry. Blasting. Barren. Great Great Great Grandmother.
Everything we know has been taught to us by our ancestors. They have
passed on their knowledge that has allowed us to proudly proclaim our
beliefs and pass on the knowledge unto others. I take the gourd, filled with
the juice of the Divine Cactus, and bring it to my lips. I am hesitant, as I am apprehensive to talk to my ancestors, I know not if I am worthy of their
audience. The moment passes, and I drink deep from the gourd. I am
encompassed by a vision. A man at a podium. His mouth moves yet I hear no
words. All I hear are phrases..."Devil's Root." The man dissolves into
colour, and all I can hear are the colours singing to me. They materialize
into the same man, but he's all different colours...he's not meant to be
like that, is he? Another phrase is audible through his flapping mouth,
"God's Medicine." All it is, is harmless Peyote. Suddenly everything fades
to black, and all I can see is the sounds playing before my eyes. Yet, at
the same time, I see nothing.


Grandmother?



      Grandmother?


                  Grandmother?


      




                                                                                                                 My child...



We talk for weeks, and I become enlightened by my ancestor. She is everything
to me now, and I am praying for my next meeting with her.

I miss you.
The real title is "Perspectives of a Hallucinogenic" but it doesn't fit x.x

OK, <Exhales> Here's the pertaining information:

First Paragraph:
This is from the perspective of your generic weed addict. The reference to it as Mary-Jane was lame, I know, but it makes the connection to beauty easier. Not too deep.


Second Paragraph:
This is much deeper. Taking this hallucinogen is considered a rite of passage for boys in the Amazon. The drug is known as Aya-Hausa which translates into "Vine of Souls." I thought it was pretty nifty so I tried it from the perspective of the tribe. His father is one of the tribe's shaman, and his son is carrying on the family tradition, which is customary of the Quechua Tribe.

Reference: [link]


Third Paragraph:
This is in reference to the ancient Mexican and Native American tradition of transcending their boundaries and trying to communicate with their elders. The drug is known locally as Peyote, or "The Divine Cactus." It's other connotations are "Devil's Root" and "God's Medicine" hence the references to them.

Reference: [link]


This was meant to combine two of =Mattiello's challenges but I only managed to do one, and that is "Beauty as a Thought." The first one compares beauty to the smoke of Marijuana. The second beauty is the pride in the father's eyes as his son carries on his family tradition. The third beauty is the passing of knowledge and education.

The third one seems a pretty far shot...but read my journal entitled "Why I got into Psychology"([link]). This is probably the most beautiful form I can express. Passing on knowledge. Nothing is better.

On a side note, I decided to make up a word: Apocalised. 'Apocalypse' means "To reveal" so 'apocalised' is the past tense of the act of revealing.
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Given 2009-03-05
This is one of the most interesting poetic pieces I have seen in a very long while. There is a rather bold beauty here. In Perspectives of a Hallucino... by ~ArubanoTribalFire, the writer captures some very interesting connections between three unique thoughts and makes them all relate to the aspect of beauty. It is certainly well worth the read. ( Suggested by Mattiello and Featured by LadyLincoln )
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goodbyebluemonday43 Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
hahaha you think people can be addicted to weed
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2011
lol why not?
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MixtureOfCompounds Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2010  Student Artist
we fell in love with the same girl, Mary-Jane <33
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jacques-cousteau Featured By Owner May 11, 2010
I think that a lot of people here are totally missing out on the point of the poem, at least in my opinion, it has nothing to do with the lifestyle associated with drug use, and deals instead with the nature of the paradigm shift that happens once you cross the Rubicon of your mind and become a psychonaut.

If i may ask, why did you choose these three drugs?
Have you personally gotten powerful experiences from them or do they have some special significance?

That being said, the conceits you employ are good and I can appreciate the experimental style because you use it sparingly and with taste.
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jacques-cousteau Featured By Owner May 11, 2010
I think that a lot of people here are totally missing out on the point of the poem, at least in my opinion, it has nothing to do with the lifestyle associated with drug use, and deals instead with the nature of the paradigm shift that happens once you cross the Rubicon of your mind and become a psychonaut.

If i may ask, why did you choose these three drugs?
Have you personally gotten powerful experiences from them or do they have some special significance?

That being said, the conceits you employ are good and I can appreciate the experimental style because you use it sparingly and with taste.
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ElidhuB Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2009
Really great, :+fav:
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Apotheosi Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009   General Artist
very deep indeed.
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Spiriting0Dreams Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
I really liked this piece. It really was not what I was expecting!! Very good
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Suna23Rewander Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Wow, you really captured the emotions surrounding everything really well.
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ItsxMagik Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
This is incredible! I love the way the words are placed & spaced.
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Mattiello Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Professional Writer
I certainly told you it was amazing. Hence, why I put it in my book. :D
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Not gonna lie...I still don't believe you :-P

And btw, the reason you put it in the book was to tone everything down. It was perfection. You just needed to step it down so your readers brains wouldn't turn to mush. We don't need them to start worshiping you, this is a democracy dammit :-D
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Mattiello Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2009  Professional Writer
Haha! Ah, I think I used it to pour out their scramble brains onto a frying pan. :nod:

That sounds better.
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darkchocolatebrownie Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Beautiful. Conrgatulations on your DD!
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cottonball Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
O_O ... that was grand. i feel a little trippy just reading this. XD
you deserved the DD.
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Helioth Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Student Traditional Artist
really, quite enjoyed this, good show :)

typo is also a good addition.
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iamPoetry Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
O, I love you. :clap: Congrats on the DD yay yay:boogie:

Interesting use of syntax also!!!!!
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
I love you too! :D

Thank you for the thank you!
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iamPoetry Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
No, thank you for sharing this f&cking piece of awesomeness. hehe :) It's not everyday they choose an outstanding DD of literature, most to me is crap, but we all have our own views.
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Well I'm flattered then. Cheers :)
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Anonymonkey Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
"Her street name is
undeserving of her effect on me."
Haha. I love this line, I find it to be slightly true, well, more than slightly, and I definitely enjoyed this.

However I also wonder if you have ever smoked pot... particularly to your description comment of: "...generic weed addict." Because weed is not addicted, people can't be addicted to weed (but I haven't researched, only experienced), people can only smoke it again and again because they like it.

Please, forgive me if I have just mad an ass of myself, but from all my experience with myself and the people I am used to hanging out with, I have found that pot/marijuana/weed/whatever you would like to call it, is not addicting in itself. :D

Yet again, I did enjoy reading this :D
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ATrue Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
lol, just because weed doesn't have nicotine in it doesn't mean you "can't be addicted to weed." Addiction is as much in a person's mind as in their body. People smoke weed, yes, because they like it, but some people are addicted to the relaxing, detachment affect it gives them. People can be addicted to weed the same way as they can alcohol, coffee, or television. Addiction is an affliction of the mind.
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Anonymonkey Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Haha, good point. Though I hardly count an addiction to coffee or television a decent addiction... like... it doesn't really fall under the definition of "addiction" as I was taught in health class.

I think the word "addiction" is thrown around way too much in this world. I have claimed to be addicted to chocolate, when I know that isn't possible, I just really like it, and never get tired of eating it.
So I figure that's about the same with other physically-not-addictive-addictions. :D
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ATrue Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Yeah, I think it all comes down your level of "like" for something. Some people say, "I'm not addicted, I just like it," but if it ever came down to quitting it altogether, they'd discover they have a greater need for that object or substance than they thought. It may not be the medical definition, but I've seen a lot of people for example lose friends, lovers, jobs, etc. because they couldn't stop playing WoW, just as one example.
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Anonymonkey Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2009  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Yes, that is very true, too...
I am fairly addicted to the internet, I do think... or at least my computer.. I don't need internet to be amused endlessly in Photoshop haha

You seem to match your name. :aww:
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ATrue Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2009
I'm all about truth :)
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Anonymonkey Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2009  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
:D Awesome.
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
I will admit, I am not entirely sure about weed and its addiction. From my studies, I believe that weed isn't very addictive, and you do not go through withdrawal when you kick the habit because it inhibits reuptake of dopamine (?) in the brain slowly (as opposed to cocaine for example, which pretty much has dopamine flooding the post synaptic neuron).

I'm sorry if I've gone on a completely random tangent, but hey, if you made an ass out of yourself, then I have too :-D
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Anonymonkey Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
Well, I am also not educated in the makeups of drugs, tho I know what the full version of THC is, haha. And I didn't do THAT well in chemistry last year...
Basically, I have no idea what dopamine is, lol. Or a synaptic neuron, and yeah. :D

Yay for making fools of ourselves on the great world wide web! (I don't think this constitutes itself as making ass out of ourselves... xD not yet anyways)
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Amy--Louise Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
I can't help thinking the author has never smoked dope. :weed:
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Naseni Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
The piece about Marijauna was beautifully written, sent tingles down my spine.
The one about peyote was nice although i could swear devils root referred to Datura. But then again i'm probably wrong, the days of me being an expert on this are years behind me.
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Interesting point. I googled it and it came up with "Devil's apple". It also has the connotations: Common names include Thorn Apple (from the spiny fruit), Pricklyburr (similarly), Jimson Weed, Moonflower, Hell's Bells, Devil's Weed, Devil's Cucumber, and Devil's Trumpet, (from their large trumpet-shaped flowers) [Woohoo Wikipedia :-D].

I guess there are a lot of correlation between the devil and hallucinogenic substances :-P
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Naseni Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2009
hehe, yar theres plenty. Check erowid.org too. its a great sight for that kind of thing....

I think Datura was one of the few that I was too scared to do
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Jade-Pandora Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
all I can manage for now is...

wonderfully faceted, and I'm glad Joseph recommended it. :clap:
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TimeFalcon Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
This is absolutely amazing :clap: It's so eloquently written, that you can see, feel, taste, and hear everything that is going on here. (as you should with a well written piece! :aww:) Excellent work, and congratulations on the DD!
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mystical-machine-gun Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
Very nice. :aww:
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Kai-suke Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2009
The idea of passing on knowledge is, in itself, a beautiful thought. I'll be keeping that in mind for the future.
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AzraelDarkAngel540 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2008
this is magnificent... I am thoroughly amazed.. 'Though I smell her, feel her heat, even taste her intoxicating splendour, she is but a thought.' This line is my very favourite...
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2008
Wow...I'm speechless :-) Thank you so much for your support :-D
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AzraelDarkAngel540 Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2009
you're welcome :-) :D
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Mattiello Featured By Owner May 1, 2008  Professional Writer
I have featured this in journal! Check it out.
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blisksamoht Featured By Owner May 1, 2008   Writer
A fun read. Mary-Jan as you said perhaps a bit clec'he
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FarFallaLoduca Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2008
Interesting piece.
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Joyblack007 Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2008
I can't provide a worthy critique on this, because I haven't researched this (rather multifaceted) subject as well as you have.

What I can say is that you maintained my interest until the end. The various perspectives allowed me to view the disparity between how addicts and other cultures use marijuana. Addicts kind of take it for granted, whereas tribes view at is something to be revered and respected for the secrets it holds. You researched your subject well, I must say.

On the other hand, I do think the first portion is too similar to the rest of the perspectives, especially because they're grounded in such a different nature. I think you should further elaborate on the "misery loves company" line and the longing and despair only mentioned in passing. I don't think we revere the drug as much as those in the later paragraphs do--the line is a little blurred there.

However, like I said, I haven't researched the subject enough. So consider the source here.

Thank you for the captivating read.
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Joyblack007 Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2008
>< Sorry. I apologize for not reading carefully enough.

And no problem.
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2008
Hey don't worry about it, we're all human
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ArubanoTribalFire Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2008
Interesting comment. One point I would like to make is that there are three drugs in the piece, not one. It is not all marijuana, only the first stanza pertains to that. The other two are about 'Aya-Huasca' and "Peyote" otherwise known as the 'Vine of Souls' and the 'Divine Cactus'. Unless I'm mistaken, weed is an amphetamine, aya-huasca and peyote are hallucinogens.

I do see my mistakes that you have elaborated on though, and my next draft will aim to tackle those problems. Thank you very much for the critique and I hope you enjoyed it :)
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