When Does the Shoe Fit?

[NOIRTRASH]

I read depictions of events, and the accounts rarely seem familiar to me tho I participated in an almost exact same event. Occasionally the depiction is identical to my experience.

Are writers fulla shit?

 

[TxRad]

I read depictions of events, and the accounts rarely seem familiar to me tho I participated in an almost exact same event. Occasionally the depiction is identical to my experience.

Are writers fulla shit?

The same could be asked of readers.

Everyone brings their own baggage on trips of imagination.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

The same could be asked of readers.

Everyone brings their own baggage on trips of imagination.

I just read several accounts of pot smoking, and only one of them was recognizable...time distortion.

 

[TxRad]

I just read several accounts of pot smoking, and only one of them was recognizable...time distortion.

Not quite the trip I had in mind earlier.

Again, everyone has different experiences. Pot made me mellow and gave me a hard-on that lasted far longer than the four hours they say is dangerous.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Not quite the trip I had in mind earlier.

Again, everyone has different experiences. Pot made me mellow and gave me a hard-on that lasted far longer than the four hours they say is dangerous.

Sure. Some vitamins paralyze me, so I avoid vitamins. And pot was no fun...for me. Ditto morphine...it made me indifferent to pain but wasn't fun or cool.

That said, my MD put me on 3 blood pressure meds, and my libido stays ready! Its almost a curse. Its greater than when I was 19. More like when I was 14.

 

[49greg]

Pot didn't do anything for me either. I once tried Hash (mixed with cigarette tobacco and rolled into a cone made up of several 'roll your own' cigarette papers and smoked.)

Once I got over the harshness and burning in my throat, mostly by drinking from the bottle of wine going around, I started to feel the effects. Very strange and uncomfortable.

I felt every square inch of my skin. Not itching, just feeling the clothes I was wearing and anything else touching me, even the air around me. But what really made me swear off drugs was that I started seeing noise as different colours. There was a stereo playing and every note sent color streaks across the room. The guy next to me said something and I could see colours coming out of his mouth.

Never again. Ever. Plus I was promoted soon after and started wearing stripes and wanted to be responsible.

Every once in a while I think about those colors and the feeling of my skin. It's really scary. Very uncomfortable.

Morphine didn't do me any good either. I was in a hospital once years later recovering from heart surgery. My back was in terrible pain and the morphine they gave me did nothing. I had to wait hours in agony until they said the stuff was out of my system before they gave me something else that finally did do the job.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Pot didn't do anything for me either. I once tried Hash (mixed with cigarette tobacco and rolled into a cone made up of several 'roll your own' cigarette papers and smoked.)

Once I got over the harshness and burning in my throat, mostly by drinking from the bottle of wine going around, I started to feel the effects. Very strange and uncomfortable.

I felt every square inch of my skin. Not itching, just feeling the clothes I was wearing and anything else touching me, even the air around me. But what really made me swear off drugs was that I started seeing noise as different colours. There was a stereo playing and every note sent color streaks across the room. The guy next to me said something and I could see colours coming out of his mouth.

Never again. Ever. Plus I was promoted soon after and started wearing stripes and wanted to be responsible.

Every once in a while I think about those colors and the feeling of my skin. It's really scary. Very uncomfortable.

Morphine didn't do me any good either. I was in a hospital once years later recovering from heart surgery. My back was in terrible pain and the morphine they gave me did nothing. I had to wait hours in agony until they said the stuff was out of my system before they gave me something else that finally did do the job.

We each unique body chemistries. 8 years ago I took a multi-vitamin that soon had me using a cane and requiring help to get out of bed. I stopped the vitamin and the symptoms vanished. Later I took the vitamins again, with the same results.

Opioids do nothing for me but kill pain.

 

[lovecraft68]

The same could be asked of readers.

Everyone brings their own baggage on trips of imagination.

Hence the volatile LW crowd that's full of bitter scorned men. Any wife in any story becomes their ex wife, GF whoever and is only looked at with venom.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Hence the volatile LW crowd that's full of bitter scorned men. Any wife in any story becomes their ex wife, GF whoever and is only looked at with venom.

I'm working on some new LW stories. One is a BTB hoot. One is a lesbian cuck tale. That's the title, LESBIAN CUCK-TALE.

 

[le_kitty]

But what really made me swear off drugs was that I started seeing noise as different colours. There was a stereo playing and every note sent color streaks across the room. The guy next to me said something and I could see colours coming out of his mouth.

I find that really fascinating. I think it relates to synesthesia. My experience with it was quite mild. Someone's voice kept becoming waves of blue washing over me.

 

[49greg]

We each unique body chemistries. 8 years ago I took a multi-vitamin that soon had me using a cane and requiring help to get out of bed. I stopped the vitamin and the symptoms vanished. Later I took the vitamins again, with the same results.

Opioids do nothing for me but kill pain.

Talk about odd reactions: An army buddy that I still keep in contact with, was diagnosed with MLS. He later told me when I asked about it and he said it was all gone.

He had crap insurance and couldn't afford the drugs, but a co-worker told him to quit drinking diet soda. I remember him, in the barracks he always had a can of diet soda in his hand.

He quit drinking the stuff and the symptoms stopped. The Dr. was stumped. So far no re-occurrence.

 

[Asbel]

I've done pot twice, and realized that it just doesn't mesh with me.

The first time it was synthetics, which in themselves are insanely dangerous. I took two small hits, and very shortly began to feel something near indescribable. I could see everything as if it were in slow motion, frame-by-frame, but it was as if I could see my hand in the place it would be before it got there. I was seeing things three seconds ahead of what I really saw. I also became aware of my body sinking, and I felt as if I were going to fall off of where I was, even though I was sitting back on my bed. The tird sensation was an overwhelming realization that I was going to die, immediately.

Two hits and that sensation lasted for four hours. I remember my fiance telling me I was overreacting, and that none of that should be happening at all. I remember eating two bags of microwave popcorn while staring at the left side of the screen while we watched... Fuck, I think it was Quantum Leap. And by the time I was put to bed, it still hadn't worn off. I was terrified I was going to be stuck like that forever.

So we didn't do synthetics anymore. The next time, it was regular ol' pot, and don't you know it happened again.

Turns out that if bipolar 2 runs in your family, even if you don't personally take meds for it, you should most likely stay away. Thanks, mom.

 

[NOIRTRASH]

Talk about odd reactions: An army buddy that I still keep in contact with, was diagnosed with MLS. He later told me when I asked about it and he said it was all gone.

He had crap insurance and couldn't afford the drugs, but a co-worker told him to quit drinking diet soda. I remember him, in the barracks he always had a can of diet soda in his hand.

He quit drinking the stuff and the symptoms stopped. The Dr. was stumped. So far no re-occurrence.

My MD told me he has the same problem with vitamins. I'm on blood pressure meds that keep me horny. I was never this horny as a kid, now its like every two hours I'm wanting sex. Every body responds different to the same drugs.

 

[Desiremakesmeweak]

"I read depictions of events, and the accounts rarely seem familiar to me tho I participated in an almost exact same event. Occasionally the depiction is identical to my experience.

Are writers fulla shit?"

Yeah what a good point... Now that I think about it, I've pretty much always regarded someone else's story has being 'their voice' telling a story and therefore I know I'm getting THEIR sets of ideas and not my own experiences and certainly not anything filtered through the same or a similar kind of filter as the one in my own head.

And so I just let everything ride and 'hear them out' for what it is worth.

Sometimes I think 'oh hey I should look at things THIS way, or THIS way.' (Based on something I've 'seen' from their narrated way of looking at things).

Here is something I have thought though - every now and then I've read something and thought 'oh this is stolen from someone else...' Some books by Jerzy Kosinsky strike me in this way. There have been parts of some of his books that I thought were REALLY similar to the ways I have experienced things, looked at things, known certain people - and then all of a sudden, the whole tone changes into this trite, contrived, almost ghost-written crap that bears no resemblance to what I see as the other, 'alive' and resonating sections.

Some Len Deighton I find I can feel is the way I have experienced some things. Adam Hall too.

It's very rare that I EVER read someone and go, yeah, I know that feeling, I've been there...

 

[NOIRTRASH]

"I read depictions of events, and the accounts rarely seem familiar to me tho I participated in an almost exact same event. Occasionally the depiction is identical to my experience.

Are writers fulla shit?"

Yeah what a good point... Now that I think about it, I've pretty much always regarded someone else's story has being 'their voice' telling a story and therefore I know I'm getting THEIR sets of ideas and not my own experiences and certainly not anything filtered through the same or a similar kind of filter as the one in my own head.

And so I just let everything ride and 'hear them out' for what it is worth.

Sometimes I think 'oh hey I should look at things THIS way, or THIS way.' (Based on something I've 'seen' from their narrated way of looking at things).

Here is something I have thought though - every now and then I've read something and thought 'oh this is stolen from someone else...' Some books by Jerzy Kosinsky strike me in this way. There have been parts of some of his books that I thought were REALLY similar to the ways I have experienced things, looked at things, known certain people - and then all of a sudden, the whole tone changes into this trite, contrived, almost ghost-written crap that bears no resemblance to what I see as the other, 'alive' and resonating sections.

Some Len Deighton I find I can feel is the way I have experienced some things. Adam Hall too.

It's very rare that I EVER read someone and go, yeah, I know that feeling, I've been there...

I'll soon be 67 years old. I've been sexually active 50 years, with around 40 women. I'm married 43 years, and my wife acts like I'm a keeper. But I've never been to bed with a screamer. Stories galore assure me screamers are common but not with me. So I have my doubts about screamers. I get a variety of responses from women, but these responses aren't in the stories. Like one gal soaked my face and screwed me in the bed in the pool and in the Jacuzzi but never said a word. My wife is quiet except to say DONT STOP. The amateur porn vids are pretty much like my experiences.

 

[robertreams]

Picasso said that an artist tells lies to reveal a greater truth. In this forum, a reader once said, that Van Gogh's "Starry Night" was not a work of art because it didn't look anything like a starry sky. I suggested maybe Vincent saw things differently than some of us. Same with sex and sex authors, is my bet. When I tell people that my wife and I often take 2-3 hours to make love, they don't understand what we could be doing all that time. If I wrote it down and it took three hours to read, everyone would be bored.

One more thing. In my experience, people hate being told the truth.