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Chilangolandia en Ácido se complace en reproducir una nota de Emil, escrita en relación a una experiencia muy fuerte con lsd:

A fuzzy Whirpool of bubbles drives my being into uncontrolled rushes of adrenaline, a hasty flash of doom and crazyness. Images Twist as my sight pierces the fragile barriers of human masks revealing the true insight of people souls. Each loooking for their own stamina shot often encountering deceipt or unfullfilled dreams. Blazing whips scourge my tissues, tender as the skin of a lion but harsh as its claw attack. The Mist of toughts surrounds the inner self, kept secret by forces of evil which shall prevail until the knights of Light overthrow the blind rulers and a new line of life is chosen.

Spears and swords are their instruments for subjection, as blackmale and emotional manipulation. From the ashes of the so called civilization, seeds of the new World shall spring and the Blossom of flowers of all kinds will overwhelm the tyrants as a tidal wave washes away the sins of the so called “saviors”.

Between dance and joy, pain and sorrow, contemplation and distress, a breed of new man is taking shape, those who will not be afraid to give away their lifes for a major purpose, those who shall stand in front of the allmighty and accept their furious punish as an example for the yet not converted. Men like this have already existed but the echo of their message has been diminished by the deafening trompets of hell, which play everyday inside the man’s heart , dictating their raw way of acting and sowing dissension among theirselves.

For this we mustnt forget where we came from, why we are here and most important thx to whom we are what we are now, for the molds in which we were poured in make the being and such shapes were decided a priori to our arrival to this World, not necessarily u should stay in such vessel but undertsand ur roots and from there built ur future self.

A rain dew gently rubs my face, the chilly air reminds me of younger times and my feelings find a subtle channel to flow with out prejuice and condemn.

But when my two shining eyes look upon the distant horizon something inside tells me this is just the beginning of a not ending battle for the finding of my trueself…