Psychedelia relates to altered perception. Its odd why people find that repulsive, scary; it, after all, has given us copious amounts of art and ideas, things caged inside us. (we've learnt) It takes a hit of lsd to get there fast, and other smaller drugs to have a half probability of getting there. Fortunately and Unfortunately, to me, those vivid sensory experiences seem to come often, naturally - unfortunate part is the impotency to recall them in entirety, or build from them. Its brings nostalgia, a romance, then bewilderment, then escape from memory. Real lofty, colorful, magical things, getting lost with the gain of complete consciousness; sometimes makes wonder if life should relate to the daily grind, or to the very tangible world that we transition into. "How's life" should ideally be replied with an evaluation of the fertile nature of our minds outside our robot character and biological processes.
And no, its not a fractured thread of thought, like something that online translation returns to the first couple of lines of lyrics to
this songमैं तुम्हारे दिल के अधिकारी करेंगे
तुम मेरे साथ कुछ समय बिताना होगा
Escape into a moonlit night, walking through pine forests, through open glades, bright mooon filtering through the fine pine needles, scattering into millions of diamonds upon striking the now-settling dewdrops on the bed of grass.
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