nicotine, caffeine, alcohol, thc, cocaine, acid, ecstasy, amphetamines, heroin and all those other drugs sure are handy for escaping what is really happening in reality; to trick oneself into being alert, calm, oblivious, happy, turned on, euphoric, or sensationally orgasmic. There's a drug to mimic almost anything really. After so many years of bombarding the pleasure sensors of my brain with synthetic stimuli and just stopping it's a bit more than unnerving. Now my brain only releases dopamine and serotonin when I earn it. At least now my being actually benefits when it feels like it has. The only thing that I still consume that arouses those parts of my brain is food.
Aside from the unnecessary chemicals that destroy the body, there are certain things that feel just as intensely rapturous as drowning one self's senses in drugs. Pain seems to sometimes get mixed in with pleasure. Pain and pleasure are located right next to each other in the brain and can easily soak together. In addition, when the body is in pain the brain's natural mechanism is to create its own chemicals to ease that pain. Sadomasochism isn't anything new with tattoos, piercings, certain sexual tendencies, rituals, and the wonderfully delicious life of self-destruction Americans so roughly embrace. Just don't take pity on people when they try to sell you their version of The Great American Sob Story of how they had something, got fucked up, lost it, and are trying to cope. Life is unfair; kill yourself or get over it.
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