I crave intensity.
I crave transcendence.
I crave deep aromas.
I crave great sex.
I crave flow. ocilliation. dance.
I crave strength. I crave wildness.
I crave magic and mystery.
But my life is devoid of these things. My life is a grey drone. Sexless, mild, irritating, bland, uniform, weak, tame, emasculated.
I crave a wild ride but am on a slow and steady one. Ive got the mind of a taoist but the heart of a pagan. My heart is malnourished.
What I would give for a vial of LSD.... or a bag full of mushrooms. Or to be shocked and amazed in any way.
I want to lose control.
I crave encounters with the extraordinary. LSD, mushrooms, and wild women are not available to me. So I will seek the dark prince. The one mysterious and unnerving ally available to me: