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You Will Forget, You Have Forgotten - by Aella

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In the beginning was the world, and the world was made of atoms, and the world was atoms.

In the beginning was the world, and the world was made of atoms, and the world was atoms. Truth Existed, as something objective and elusive, to which I could be closer or farther. With my first (good) acid trip, I was blown apart by beauty and purpose, and saw how much of a participant I was in my experience. Colors were brighter. The atoms of the world became sacred art. The seal had been broken – where before I had been a scientist puzzling things on paper, now I was part of the puzzle, and it felt like waking up. I became an evangelist, feeding irresponsibly high doses to newcomers and…

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