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When talking with the people at the heart clinic, I indicated that I feel a little stoned. No, you know Doom doesn't touch crazy stuff. Coffee, perhaps beer from time to time and usually limited to a couple, is as heavy as I have ever done. In spite of drinking coffee, high dose, as my usual lately, I simply feel detached. I can only assume marijuana, for regular users, gives them this sense of things. Me? I don't like feeling like this, I simply don't have a way out of it. Psychological? No, but a lot of people who have physical problems that cause this are susceptible to the suggestion of others and go on to trust their foolishness. I've become a hard mental target. I simply don't trust, nor does suggestion work on me anymore.
Ah, but how stoned are you Doom? Well, look... You know my musical style, right? Somewhere between hard rock, heavy metal, goth, and hard metal... Okay. So, imagine me listening to the following and it being sufficient. Yeah... pretty stoned. Oh, one warning... It Is The Whole Album... So don't get lost in there if this is your gig. It's almost an hour. But if you have the time and want to float away... Join me. I'll be listening while otherwise involved.
If you only have five minutes and want the closest musical example out of the lot... here.
Oh, right, I was going to get on to something else or other... Never you worry about what. (Gaming) Hmm... usually gaming gets me going all by itself. Not lately... Later.
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