For some time, whenever I would do acid or shrooms, partway through the trip, reality would melt away. I would close my eyes and go somewhere quiet and still within myself. It’s a deep underground cavern filled almost to the top with water. A voice would say
I answered you on Instagram about whether “sad girl” content is okay, but I don’t know if you read messages, so let me say, it’s fine! You should write whatever you feel, not worry about the horny bros. Sometimes it will be sad, sometimes not. If you are depressed though I hope you feel better because it’s no fun.
"If sadness is the price I need to pay for love, then it’s absolutely worth it." God damn right.
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I love this story, Liara, and your writing style. I have had increased periods of sadness and feelings of desperation and being in a dark place within the last year (due to multiple personal and career challenges, along with underlying chronic low-grade depression), but I have not been able to put those feelings into perspective or channel those emotions into something positive...but I'm trying.
"She told the story of an enlightened Buddhist monk who walked through a temple on a fall day when the leaves had all turned fiery and was unmoved by beauty." ... unmoved by beauty??? ... if that's the story as she told it, she doesn't know what she's talking about ... find a better Buddhist teacher.