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    fat, mature, eyes, grown-up, old, simple, out of frame, cropped, Asian, clothed, clothing, knees together, legs closed, dressed, shirt, blouse, additional faces, jpeg artifacts, ugly, cartoon, high heels, shoes, developed, senior, anime, hentai, drawing, tiling, out of frame, plump, full-grown, voluptuous, large breasts, oversaturated, deformed, distorted, disfigured, poorly drawn, bad anatomy, wrong anatomy, extra limb, missing limb, floating limbs, extra leg, extra arm, mutated hands, mutated fingers, disconnected limbs, mutation, mutated, blurry, amputation

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    I look back on my first time taking ecstasy mostly with nostalgia. It was one of the most incredible moments of my youth and I will keep the memories of that night close to my heart until senility or death take them away from me. At the same time I also view that night with a slight tinge of uneasiness because I know it led to a year and a half of excessive partying with unknown long-term consequences for my health. Since that magical night years ago, I have thought a lot about my ecstasy use and would like to share my reflections.
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    Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love.
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