Party people: Inproper Drug Use

Drugs and drug abuse have been on the incline in recent years. This is the official line from the CDC and Christian fundamentalists. The central question at this point of time is why?

A critical look at this problem shows that recreational drugs are used to relieve everything from boredom to anxiety and depression. Does this mean drugs actually help these problems? Probably not. In fact they cause the problems users use for. A full circle of an empty, shallow and useless existence.

Personally I do not have a problem with drug users, however I do seem to have a bias against them. It's not the fact that they use drugs, but they use drugs for the wrong reasons. These are the party people. They will stay up all night, and have a total disregard to personal health. This does not in anyway make the user a villain, it makes them a victim of their own self destruction.

I recently was awakened at 5 am the other morning to house full of people. Some of which were either under the influence of Cocaine or about to be. This presented a major problem because I like to sleep. Naturally I got up. Put on some coffee and observed.

The first thing I noticed was the loud and overpowering conversations. Mostly to do with meandering droning zombie noise one particularly unattractive wannabe musician that knew nothing about theory seemed to be on about. It was draining. My roommate then began about popular music and the dynamics of playing in a band, which inevitably led to the "Listen to the sound guy" speech I've heard before. High strangeness indeed.

Next, I noticed is that cocaine users love the bathroom. (I personally think it has to do with narcissism, they all tend to look into the mirror after ripping a line and they all have that: "I'm a rockstar" look while they fix their hair). Funny that you never see a line ripper pulling out their mirrors at Thanksgiving dinner. This is particularly annoying when pissing, they just talk, mostly about things that pertain to themselves, and anyone that is straight has no fucking idea what these people are talking about!

After my ordeal in my own washroom I went out to the living room. The book of Cocaine was on the ottoman. My roommate was getting ready to do a line while the girl I stopped seeing explained to him about why he shouldn't do to much coke. Now, my roommate is the type of guy that has done a lot of drugs before this. I mean a lot!!! However, it seems that cocaine seems to hieghten and fine tune the know it all attitude out in 17 year olds even more so than is usually present.

That was about all I could stand. I was annoyed, frusterated and ready to throw everyone out. I decided the best action would be to exit to my room. I put on Nine Inch Nails: With Teeth and decided to begin writing this article. Of all my observations I noticed something that was the key to how I was feeling. Rage. Why did I feel so mad by this complete display of social dissary? It had to do with why they were using drugs, not the actual act.

This brings me to my last point. What are the right reasons for recreational drug use? Like the Shamans and Witchdoctors, drug should be used to gain insight into ones self. They should be seen as a tool rather than a recreation. Visions and spirit quests were why drugs were used in the first place. They were moderate and taken for specific reasons.

If more people were to research the drugs they take recreationally than maybe they would gain a little more insight to the purpose and not use the excuse that they are addicted, or that they are bored. This is one possible solution for the inclination of drug use.

The Art of Self Destruction

I plan on writing a book. It will be called the Art of Self Destruction: P.M.C. Made Easy. Be sure to look for it once I have it written and published.

Debauchery: The spectrum of good and evil

For once I'm at a loss for words. It doesn't happen very often and when it does, it lasts for a while. Friday night would be a great topic! However, I've been sworn to the utmost secrecy about it so I'm not able to write about it. One thing I can say on the subject that can some it up in one word: Debauchery. The next night however was exactly the opposite of the previous evening and can be summed up by the same word.

Household: Strengthening the myth

Recently I have taken up residence in a new house. The way this came to be was through a series of unforeseen events that sparked something that was liberating! My new place is very much older than it appears. The toilet leaks, the house holds a stale smoke and musty smell, and my bedroom is to small for all of my stuff. In other words: I love it!

The problem with my apartment was that it never felt like a home. It was more of a prison in which I felt trapped, lonely and depressed. Even World of Warcraft felt empty and meaningless when I played. (For those who are curious about my character I play a rogue named Impany on Cenarion Circle. My toon can also be found on facebook as Impany Undead Rogue). The simple dynamics of any household is simple: Live with someone you can stand. If you tend to like a clean up kept place, then live with someone clean and up kept. If you don't care about clean and up kept, then live with someone messy. If your lucky enough to be one of those people who could go either way, then live with whoever.

The success of your living status is determined by the company you keep. Mat is a roommate I had previously, and we get along great. Nether of us have ever fought in a yelling match with each other, and we are both fairly intelligent people. We understand that the world is in shambles, and see the flawed logic in such devices such as the anti-rape female condom. We also are overwhelmingly intuitive, although unlike Mat, I tend to question my intuition which tends to get me in more trouble than if I would have just followed my instinct in the first place. Our place is very successful for this reason.

Mat and I share another thing as well... We are both always broke. However we always have all the gizmos and gadgets that we need to pacify the time spent away from the internet. Mat primarily has always been a musician, but unlike most people that call themselves musicians, Mat seems to have an end goal. A vision. Something I as of yet have not mastered. Writing to me is something that I need to do. It gives me energy and it helps relax me, however, even though it is something I need to do, the lack of knowing what it is I would like to do with it is phenomenal!

The skill in my craft doesn't come from finely tuned machines capable of changing ones mood from the frequency waves caused by the strumming of 1 to 6 chords in a repetitious manner to produce music. No. My craft comes from the imagination and manipulation of words to skew ones thoughts and cause them to think in my terms of lifestyle for the brief 5 through 15 minutes that it takes to read an article, or blog, or even an instruction manual. Don't get what I'm saying wrong, anyone with any sort of I.Q. can pick up a pen, or type away at a keyboard. It's when you sit down with a purpose in mind to set something in motion and create something beautiful or dark and put other people in your world no matter how brief, or how long, that you begin to understand the magic of writing.

All in all, this move has been a positive change which I can only hope lasts. My household is successful, thus empowering me to be successful along with it.