Saturday, May 19, 2012
The Fall of Single Feather...
Going to a club was like separating your body into different pieces.
Imagine Having at least 3 different experiences at the same time. Hearing one type of sound( loud, booming music), seeing different coloured lights and vague silhouettes and feeling whatever you are touching at that point of time( if you get what I mean). It's an explosion of information for your senses. And honestly, being half drunk isn't helpful either.
I don't like it. Granted that I did enjoy myself somewhat while I was there, but it was just because I was carried away with what everyone else was feeling; some sort of euphoria. All I'm all, the trip was great. Educational in some ways, fulfilling in many others. But I doubt i'd want to club again.
With Regards,
Taken by one of the magicians::
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