I love to rave--party to the extreme--to the fullest, attempting to "break through" or reach that optimal, euphoric high, which maybe happens once or twice per lifetime. For you non-ravers this means doing some quantity of designer "candy" that takes complete control of your mind, body and spirit.
The very first time I broke through was at a rave called Farewell to Wonderland in Chicago c. 2006. It was at that rave (party) where I actually died, rose above the party goers and had the bittersweet luxury of looking down at my lifeless body. On one hand, it was the most existential experience I'd ever had; but at the same time it invoked a sense of terror that I can't even begin to put to words.
Either way, after that experience, I changed my out look of life: became happier; more accepting; less judgemental, etc. That is why, ladies and gentlemen, I recommend raving as not only a hobby but a way of life. I have over 10 years of college that says this rave therapy transcends any of the other traditional therapies for depression, ADD, ADHD, bi-polar, etc. After all, I'm living proof!
-JJ-
The very first time I broke through was at a rave called Farewell to Wonderland in Chicago c. 2006. It was at that rave (party) where I actually died, rose above the party goers and had the bittersweet luxury of looking down at my lifeless body. On one hand, it was the most existential experience I'd ever had; but at the same time it invoked a sense of terror that I can't even begin to put to words.
Either way, after that experience, I changed my out look of life: became happier; more accepting; less judgemental, etc. That is why, ladies and gentlemen, I recommend raving as not only a hobby but a way of life. I have over 10 years of college that says this rave therapy transcends any of the other traditional therapies for depression, ADD, ADHD, bi-polar, etc. After all, I'm living proof!
-JJ-
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