Right Here Right Now - Shaking Uncontrollably [Fatboy Slim - Praise You]

Fear of dying is a long term Roman Catholic mind control technique that pervades the pseudo Christian world to turn us into materialist 'he who dies with the most toys' is the winner robots. This is retarded and so if facing and fearing death, the Dimethyltryptamine in magic mushrooms (Psilocybin) is the best therapy. 

Also if suffering post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), 3,4-Methyl​enedioxy​methamphetamine (MDMA) commonly known as Ecstasy, is an empathogen–entactogen and that too is the best therapy. 

Millions of Palestinians are suffering and being traumatized (right here, right now) in a holocaust by the cowardly and obnoxious Israelis if  we bother to look at the Palestinian children shaking uncontrollably on social media videos despite the suppression by Musk and Zuckerberg et al. An empathogen–entactogen doesn't work till the trauma ends as it is a 'POST' traumatic therapy.

The 'Western' Allopathic medicine model is a scam well documented for those who bother to put 'Allopathic + Rockefeller' in a search engine. It's all there.

I mention this because I've requested two doctors at my surgery to spend ten minutes with the 2012 Bioethics Commission material before we have a candid  and complex conversation about what to do with any health conditions I have, and both have refused to do so, because they  are too frightened to know more about health. I can only conclude they know they're frauds and dishing out vaccines to children and infants with perfect immune systems for money money money. Disgusted with their reluctance to discuss child abuse through the Allopathic medicine model I've decided I'm going to write an affidavit and serve it to them. I did tell one of this intention over the phone. She was too busy refusing to know more about biology information to ask a single question of the multiple duty of care failures I was outlining to her.

These are just facts. Whether they suit us or otherwise.

Written without prejudice. All rights reserved.

Danny Howard

I hung out with Danny playing music recently. After a while it clicked. His style or how he is recognisable as it were. It's a thematic signature that 'took' me time to realise how far the music can takes us there and back, and then do it again. I can see why his colleagues at BBC R1D hold him in high regard and I'm glad I made the effort to listen in.

Arielle Free wasn't far away 

The obsession is real 

----->me

See what you think or hear what you see

Reality-Check ௹﷼⨌∰ↈ Augmentations

This is a portrayal of schizophrenic degradation over a period of years by a patient drawing cats; I think in the late 1920's. I don't want to get into the why a lot of mental disease is exacerbated by 20th century problem/pill solutions but I think it's a useful benchmark for codifying drifting reality.

I quite like the fire god pussy at the end. Frankly it looks splendid and if that's what cats look like, then I want some of that. Well, rather that than the cheeky catwalk turn and that exposed-in-my face feline arsehole they serve up currently.

I also want to introduce to you something I came across from my subscription to dope nation the other day that I've been holding back for you while I get over  Wittgenstein's mesmerizing come down. Truly he is the peak.

In a way it's 'a' good coincidence, as I specifically want to talk about the effects of morphine, because when I've been screaming so loud at an entire hospital complex, to put me out my pain they jacked me up on 200mg of Pethadine AND 200 mg of morphine (eight times the hourly dose they prefer to administer) that it's only when I saw this picture that I realised what went on through the blinding pain. 

By this I mean that even though it's the most cathartic transfer of schmerz to no pain in my life, I previously had no idea that beneath the sea of doped up tranquility, that what was really going on in the hospital bed festooned with pipes and wires and drips and gastric pipes up my nose was a lotta lotta sedated neurological activity.

OF COURSE NOW I SEE. The mind was merely being deceived. And I think you can view that in these pictures below which frankly are the most dangerous artistic and neurological experiment I have come across to date that the morphine tricked me into thinking the pain had gone away. Here the portrait of Bryan on Morphine that demonstrate otherwise.

And so I claim that the Psilocybin (magic mushroom) below, is ostensibly cheekier, funnier, more dramatic and a little bit bucking bizarre. But as I've done both, I'm allowed to shoot my mouth off about that. 

There's a lot more of the artist Bryan Lewis Saunders doing drugs for us all; that is him, you and I over here. 

Update: I can't find the exact post but Clif High talked about using snow to diminish burnt toes and the pain duration lasting infinitely longer than just dealing with it sans snow.