We revel in our addictions
Let them saturate our macro cultural communications
The language of the elixer slips into our minds with every prick, sip, toke and tab.
Coursing through the veins of the connections we build.
Method of control, or lack there of.
Playing with chaos, they are an indecernable part of the stories we tell one another.
From mind to mind.
Sit still.
This won't hurt a bit.

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