i was so normal and neurotypical today and hardly went to the shadow realm at all
I’m not sure if I’m neurotypical or not since I don’t trust doctors and I’m too stoned to look up symptoms and do my own research, but I went there once. One time I went over to Brazil to meet my friend Daniel and I did LSD, he was my tripsitter. He’s diabetic btw, I have lots of respect for diabetic people.
Anyway, during that trip I think actually saw the fucking Shadow Realm. I met the king of it, he was a void closing in on itself I couldn’t comprehend. His voice sounded a lot like Jimmy Fallon so it pissed me off. He told me all about its purpose. Each person’s shadow has sentience and is fully self aware, they just live in 2D and cannot speak. Their sole job is to follow their masters, all things on earth, living or not, large enough to have shadows. The king told me that once their masters die, crumble, or are forever cast into darkness with no need for a shadow, they go to the Shadow Realm.
It’s a 2D dimension with all sorts of odd life, I couldn’t comprehend it. I wasn’t there, I just saw snippets and mirages. But the king was talking to me. What is life in 2D like, I wonder? Never in all of my reincarnations have I lived one like that. Perhaps shadows are completely immortal yet not biological, but thinking. Every shadow that exists, has ever existed, and will exist is already created, and still living. The soul of a shadow is so different, so completely alien that it cannot reincarnate into another being. It cannot die anyway. They were all born once the universe began. Perhaps the Shadow Realm outlives the universe itself.
When it all began to fade, I was laying on top of Daniel for some reason. Our lips were weirdly close together. That was the moment I began struggling with my sexuality.
