London trip report

I think it's just a difference in function of the enterprises. according to me big firms have all the same behaves either in France or in other countries. For the pub you're right it's the British spirit but I think it will change in the other side that the one you say because the alcohol is being undervalued in more and more countries.

Ok gros i have a bad new. Your drawing is nearly over, but the fucking - LAST- window is still white, and more white than white (coluche)
because i have no idea anymore

so it's pissing me off, and it's dangerous to draw when you are angry(it can easely going straight to the bin with the dirty nappies) , so it's on stand by for the moment^^.

i'll try to get it finished for friday ( look forward to see you!)

but the fucking - LAST- window is still white, and more white than white (coluche)
because i have no idea anymore

it's maybe because that's just enought...

why you don't let the last window in white...
After, Everything becoming possible...
like a draft of a littel part of life.

Do what you want! Now you know that a white windows (If it's preced by your drawing, of course), it's enought for me

modern art i love you when you show me this way of thinking...

You don't must to read all of this... my poor english, my gonzo style stoiled, it's just enought for a classique humain, i know... My goal is to keep a trace about all of this... and specificly for myself...

now, if you like this, come on, i have a BIG story for us!!





we are monday...
I haven't sleep last night...
It was just impossible...
now i'm under my desk, beind my lovely computer and i'm trying to explain you how hight is my pain currently!

all songs are uncredile strong...
all lights are unbearable...
i'm feeling very bad...
sikness, depressive, suicide thinking... (ok maybe not ^^)
I havn't eat since saturday...
I have hot, and cold on the same time...
All my muscle fibre cry...
And this fucking headache...
my mochoire is so contract...
I'm feeling like a man connect on the electrical circuit...
My foot can't stop of moving under my self thinking...

but the most funny in all this shit, it's maybe my pupil !!
Their are So uncredible dilate !!
my eye look like that :




ok this picture is cutte, and curently i'm maybe not cutte :




WHY ALL THIS PAIN ADRIEN!!
WHY ARE YOU FEELING SO BAD??
ANSWER (i think that you have alredy understand ^^):




I know, Iknow, drugs is bad...
see yourself now are you happy??
-No
Have you bad thinking currently?
-Yes...
Do you feeling well??
-Not at all...

Finaly what are you thinking about this fucking chemical pill ?
.
...
-That was just...

Just what??
-just...

WHAT???
-....

































AMAZING, UNCREDIBLE, TOTALY CRAZY, INDESCRIBABLE, MAGIC, FUN, DIVINMENT SEXY
and especially:





how can i explain with a so limited word, this uncredible merge betwine bodie and music...

Now i realy understand the real mening of "enter into trans"

i don' know exactly where i must started, so classiquely we are started at the begining of the week-end.



Friday afternoon:

the work is over, what a great feeling to understand that you haven't homework or test to do!!

So with mael (a french intership like me) we were going drink a beer neer waterloo, that rely good to go out work and to be directly in a one of the better place in london.




good picture not? (cf cadrez-moi ^^)


so we drunk a beer... maybe two... the time turn... (english expression??)
so finnaly we are going to see the football match beetween french and romania... you know that i'm not a big football shower... but here with others beers and with the athmospher that not so bad... That was a fucking defeat but no matter... that funny because my boss was with us ^^... after match we are going on a italian restaurant (as long as still possible)...
after a very good meal, we go with mael to found a good place to make a party (and for drink of course). we are walking near soho (the place of pub, bar and club) and we found a very selected club ^^ for fun i just said "Just trying to go on!" realy that look like difficult lot of tretee old people... with a girls... and us alone with a good frenchy face^^ but after a excavation (i think that this guys must be gay... or uncredible securitary) but after we succes to go on...

i realy like to say : "that was amazing" but on realy that just look like of a anywhere club... very expensiv alchool... girls in short (very very very short!!)... but nothing transcendent

so after that we walk on london by night and it was amazing how london girls arn't as so shy person as in paris ^^

however the city is realy beautifull, with the tamise, big ben, wesminster abey, millenium bridge and london Eye (the big role) you have a rely beatifull picture...

so after that we go back at my flat and when we arrived my flatemate nicolas come with us... he must going to work for 11a.m but he can't fall asleep cause of bugz in her room... that not realy funny but with the tire we were laught about that for 2 hours ^^ Neurone (another flatemate) arrived with muffin and coffee (he works on nerocafe and he was just finnish her night of working) so we take a good time togetheir.

after a good day of sleep we can now start the:

Nico talk me about a trans party for this night and we were trying to bring back most people we can...

finnaly we have a litele team of 10 people redy to go on this trans party ^^. but the party didn't was where is usualy did... so we must to walk for half clock time... not realy good idea in a country so cold like England... the alchool effect start do down and frezz de-justify lot of them (they work the following day...)


so half of team decided to go back home... snif... but with the other we finally found the right place...

Just amazing, i havn't ever see that befor... the party is on a old hospital... so for entering inside you must to walk on a office corridor... so strang with lot of black people who said: "Jack??,coke??,exstasie??" just like in market but one time inside that was most uncredible...

imagine a old hospital place invaded by a two or tree hundred of junkie, punk, rasta-man, dealer and sometime realy beautifull woman
I haven't also understand what this sexy girls doing in the midel of this junking place with a men who sleep on floor and other who vomit on all corner of the building... smoking on bulding is normaly forbiden... but here... so... i have see a room with ten people with a big (very big) bang... when i'm going on toilet i meet a guys with a straw of cock in the noise redy to take her line... that smell weeds everywhere, and people smoke a hilarious gaz in plastic ball (the DJ to)...

but the most funny is that all of this people, and all of this place look like a very accomodating after a pill of exstasy ^^

i realy like to explain the rooms decoration (there was 3 rooms with tree specifique athmospher) but that to complex, just one word: PSYCHEDELIQUE

1 hours after take the pill i started to feeling the clasiqual effect. Very hot, massive deshydratation (I was maybe going drink water 10 times and i realy drink lot of on each time...) and the most important a total mergin in the music...

For everypeople who know me more or less you must know that i'm not a crazy dancer...

But this night i have just trought my mind of music. I don't want to dancing!! my body manage of all!! i had make a so uncredible mouvement, I realy don't know where they come from, but they was here, and thats so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I didn't dancing i just feeling the music and after two secondes you wake up with all your bodie that dancing on music... you forget all... nothing matter just enjoy the moment... you loose yourself you loose everything: pain, scary, shame... your are just over all of this in a beatifull dancing beetween you and music... you close your eye dancing again and again, your bodie like that, your spirit like that, all part in you like that...
You open your eye and discover a rely beautifull blond girls, with a cut off
strip who becoming fluo with the dark light...
You smile, she smile... a furtiv glance... a littel merging atrought the music... that maybe sily but i remember a buddist advice who was: "That just when you stop to search, that you find" same for the music, don't take care about shame rythme or your movement all arrived naturaly...

this girls was realy beautifull (i haven't a hallucination under taz ^^) i just thinking what a so beautifull girl do here near a man who sleeping in her vomie, and next to this fucking dealer...
But here most of people come for music not for find a night-mate...
So girls was quiet for dancing...
That good, no sexual intention, music is amply satisfesante...
Music is like sex, and sex is like musique, and all is just a story of Rythme and Reason...

realy difficult to explain, but when i'm dancing i just feel all the construction of the music and i can envisage what was the next step of musique, so like when you make a war III game under mushroom (bip-bip ) it's the same like a good movie making and same of a good night-loving. you manage everything and nothing, your are the slave and the master of musique... Just transanding... and keep it relax...


finnaly after 4-5 hours of dancing you just think "ho my god i was dancing non-stop for 4 hours..." you are not tired just afraid about you powerfull, you can dancing agian and again but the sunshine is alredy wake up for a long time...

go back home... go on the roof and enjoy the delicat hot of sunshine... so good... but when you listen a music you want to dancing one more time...


after? i fall asleep....



third night


7 p.m. wake up, difficult but wake up, you want to drink and... dancing... i take a shower but when i'm in i restart my crazy dancing... no way to stop...

Shela who was at the last party said me "Come on Adrien, this night big parti on the aquarium (another club)" i know that could be difficulte for the next morning, and then??

we going for 11PM find her friends (crazy man) this time i take 2 pills... Realy that's not a good idea... to strong and not enought power for suporting that... but i dancing again and again... just amazing...

we go back home at 5 am and one time on my bed no way for sleeping, bad feeling, headheach, i just want one thing... dancing...

when i take the bus this morning that was be difficult to no dancing with my mp3... realy...




this report is not a incentive for take this fucking chimmical pills, but just a repport a my PERSONAL experence with that.

all of people have a personnal mind and way to thinking, for me sometime drugs help me to bring barrier...

but now what i realize it's just that was possible to enter in this same unusual way of thinking without drugs, all is alredy in your brain, in your spirit, just find the key for open the doors of perception.

That could be chimique, artistique, religious, musiqual, dancing, sexual or simply with love...

And why not with all of this ?



I hope you like my story if you having the proud for read all of this ^^

I wish you all a good life anyway was your personnal key,
maybe it's that the real keys of paradise...

i hope that with all this crap, you wont forget to go down in Dublin.

who are you girl??

I think you are most of chance to discover a new doors of perception ! And i'm agree with you when you say that we should open the doors with any way ! Have good trip !

THE DOORS OF PERCEPTION!!!!



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DAY 15
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Monday was difficult... but now i'm fine, a good and long night of sleep, a good meal and all is better

yestersday i forgot my key, so for be sure to found smeone on my flate when i came back, i decided to make a visit on Camden Town, that's just so funny!!! What a fucking stuff of everything and anything!! what a pity that i haven't more batterie of my mobile phone, but the next time when i going (maybe with elie ^^) i'll take lot of picture!!!


PEACE ON EARTH!!!!

GROS

23h10
23h30
22h30
22h50

ca c'est les horraires du bus 747 qui va de l'aeroport a o'CONNEIL STREET qui en plein centre, ou je t'attendrais.(le bus met environ 30 min.)puis on iras rejoindre les autre eparpiller dans les pubs, ou quelques Bulmers t'attendrons^^
si t'arrives a 22h20 (il me semble que c'est ca), alors tu devrais pouvoir prendre le bus de 22h50, et donc arriver max a 23h30 a dublin.

Yea that's look great!!!

That's will be funny ^^

And do you know at what time are the buses on Sundays after 11:10 ?
[EDIT] OK I've seen on the website 11:20 and 11:30 that's cool.

By the way, when Do arrive to Dublin and when do you go back to London Gros ?

monday morning... plane at 7:20

make sure you have some credit phone, to text me on your way to the city center, i'll come and pick you up.
see you

ok good idea for credit phone because it's very low currently...

I'll be in dublin in 8 hours ^^