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Pronunciation: 'melt
Function: verb
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English meltan; akin to Old Norse melta to digest, Greek meldein to melt

intransitive senses
1 : to become altered from a solid to a liquid state usually by heat
2 a : DISSOLVE, DISINTEGRATE <the sugar melted in the coffee> b : to disappear as if by dissolving <her anger melted at his kind words>
3 obsolete : to become subdued or crushed (as by sorrow)
4 : to become mild, tender, or gentle
5 : to lose outline or distinctness : BLEND

transitive senses
1 : to reduce from a solid to a liquid state usually by heat
2 : to cause to disappear or disperse
3 : to make tender or gentle : SOFTEN
- melt·abil·i·ty /"mel-t&-'bi-l&-tE/ noun
- melt·able /'mel-t&-b&l/ adjective
- melt·er noun
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First of all, i want to emphasize that this was not in any way what I would consider a ‘bad’ trip. Intense, bizarre, terrifying? Certainly. But it was also one of the most illuminating experiences of my life. It occurred soon after a mystical hitchhiking journey across Canada. My psyche was charged. Here’s what i wrote about this trip to a friend soon after it occurred:

This past weekend, me and my brother Drei and 2 crazy Chileans were in Whistler, a white fat-ass-rich s... read more
Sun, December 31, 2006 - 7:56 PM permalink - 2 comments
 

After much thought and research, it seems to me that every belief system that i've come across so far is a pale and primitive interpretation of reality; what Terrence McKenna called an ontological cartoon. The universe is way way whaaay weirder and more insanely complex and bizarre than we can conceive. I think that one is free to interpret reality however they choose. It matters not. What matters is what you do in this reality. How you interact with it. What tricks you can pull in it. Whet... read more
Wed, August 16, 2006 - 10:12 PM permalink - 2 comments
 

The rest have left long before. It was only Anthony, Chris, Ashley, Sam and I sitting back in our chairs, listening to Bridget and Aparna playing piano and violin respectively. I don’t remember what the composition was or even the composer. Not that it mattered, for this evening I listened to how somewhere in a house hidden in a corner of this enormous, ungraspable and barren world, two musicians played music for five ordinary men. Just for them, maybe for themselves or probably for t... read more
Wed, August 16, 2006 - 10:08 PM permalink - 1 comment
 

My experience with psychedelics (especially LSD) enabled me to have a degree of control over my mind, taught me that all my thought/perception/behavior patterns are mere conditioned imprints that can be altered; they showed me the deconditioned, untaught mind, the infinite mind. A mind as it truly is, my own and only my own, thus making it possible for me to choose for myself how i want to perceive and process reality. By doing something like that, you are only taking back what's rightfully... read more
Wed, August 16, 2006 - 10:05 PM permalink - 1 comment
 

Something.

Something ENOrmous

A mass cutting through his eyelids from the outside. Pushing them open, parting them from each other. Exposing the naked eye to itself. It mustmustmust get into his eyes and it will. Into his eyes and into him. He's an empty vessel at the bottom of this mass, imploding under it. Imploding first at his eyes, letting it into himself through them, resisting at first and soon giving into the inevitability.

His eyes are open now, the... read more
Tue, June 27, 2006 - 1:14 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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