Post by balefuldirge on Sept 12, 2013 19:28:08 GMT -5
Location: Javos
Time: Right now
When arriving at my childhood home planet of Javos a week ago I was immediately struck by the natural beauty of this planet, sprawled out before me in stark contrast to the industrialized, overpopulated Midway Station. Having left all those years ago under the circumstances I did, it was impossible not to feel (and even indulge a little) the emotional pain I've felt since then, bubbling up to the surface like a hot spring. My mind wandered to old stomping grounds, my home, and mom.
I sat down a while to experience the feelings uninterrupted.
The reason for my visit was two-fold. First: To collect large quantities of Psychokriya, a cousin of the notorious Psychotria shrub found on Earth and used for religious purposes, most famously by Amazonian natives of a country called Peru. Dimethyltryptamine (DMT), also known as the spirit molecule, can be extracted from this plant and ingested for powerful, immersive psychedelic experiences, bringing one into contact with higher spiritual realms. The amount I'm harvesting and shipping back is immense, and I have my reasons. A small portion will be kept for private use, of course.
Second: Visit Alanna, an ex-girlfriend and occasional hookup because let's face it, I've been going through a drought the last several years and it's time to re-fill my canteen. I'm happy to report my cup runneth over. I suspect this will have to be a regular visit.
In retrospect I should have handled my situation with the Underboss differently. Pride is still a weakness of mine and it often manifests in self-destructive ways. I will meditate on that. As of now I've shipped my haul to a secret location for processing at a later time (I was overcharged, of course). Now all that's left is to get back to Midway Station undetected.
Time: Right now
When arriving at my childhood home planet of Javos a week ago I was immediately struck by the natural beauty of this planet, sprawled out before me in stark contrast to the industrialized, overpopulated Midway Station. Having left all those years ago under the circumstances I did, it was impossible not to feel (and even indulge a little) the emotional pain I've felt since then, bubbling up to the surface like a hot spring. My mind wandered to old stomping grounds, my home, and mom.
I sat down a while to experience the feelings uninterrupted.
The reason for my visit was two-fold. First: To collect large quantities of Psychokriya, a cousin of the notorious Psychotria shrub found on Earth and used for religious purposes, most famously by Amazonian natives of a country called Peru. Dimethyltryptamine (DMT), also known as the spirit molecule, can be extracted from this plant and ingested for powerful, immersive psychedelic experiences, bringing one into contact with higher spiritual realms. The amount I'm harvesting and shipping back is immense, and I have my reasons. A small portion will be kept for private use, of course.
Second: Visit Alanna, an ex-girlfriend and occasional hookup because let's face it, I've been going through a drought the last several years and it's time to re-fill my canteen. I'm happy to report my cup runneth over. I suspect this will have to be a regular visit.
In retrospect I should have handled my situation with the Underboss differently. Pride is still a weakness of mine and it often manifests in self-destructive ways. I will meditate on that. As of now I've shipped my haul to a secret location for processing at a later time (I was overcharged, of course). Now all that's left is to get back to Midway Station undetected.