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months ago i told myself halloween would be time for a dph trip but i have ended that habit
its time for the ultimate candyflip
i got the mdma and i got the tabs and i got my friends
ill make a trip report the morning after and ill make small voice memos during the trip
happy tripping psychonauts
one of the great things about the 90s and early 00s was buying CDs.



in a way, CDs sucked because you had to pay for the whole album (and listen to it) even if you didn't like some of the tunes.

sometimes, though, the songs you didn't like so much would grow on you and that was cool, too.

a song came on the radio the other day i hadn't heard since the 90s.

it was from an album i bought before a trip to europe and i didn't have my own itinerary and it was just a bunch of traveling and for reasons i don't remember, i only had that ONE CD with me the whole trip so I listened to the shit out of it and had that experience where the songs grew on me.

it kind of put me in a bittersweet mood, hearing that song again, and i was surprised i remembered all the lyrics because i haven't even thought about that song in a long, long time but it stuck with me somehow.

i remember doing a lot that trip -- went cool places, rekindled connections... but for some reason all i could ever remember about it was sitting on the bus listening to that album over and over.

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Hey all,

This might be my final update on the situation in Las Vegas. I don't really know how much worse it can get out here. I am unsure if the situation we are experiencing here is unique in any way. We all know that news is become worth less and less. That makes it difficult to know exactly how much others are struggling. I got the news on Friday that my non-profit was going to begin ceasing operations step-by-step. It is a pretty tragic moment for me. I came out here searching for a better life, lower cost of living and the opportunity to do the work that I love. Things in this country and abroad began entering serious collapse almost directly after I arrived. That was when the war started and everything has just gotten more difficult.

The homeless and addicted in this country already have next to nothing. The food that they are given is the poisonous variety that no person should be eating. It doesn't even cover their nutitional requirements, just fills their stomachs. The place where I was working had outbreaks of bed bugs twice in the time I was there. Operations would continue even when we knew we had bed bugs, as sounding the alarm would lead to closure of the facility. It is a tough decision. Most people choose to sleep outside anyway. It is the preferred option, as the shelters are unkempt and barely fit for human habitation.

There ae already requirements coming into place that are removing the limited, almost nil resources that people can acquire here. In a month or so, no individual without a job or verified work as a volunteer will be eligible for anything, medicaid, food or support. As we all know, virtually none of my clients intend on entering the workforce. They couldn't frankly, as the state of their appearance, health and behavior already means they can't even walk inside a supermarket without security immediately getting on them. Can you imagine? You are so shitty that businesses like supermarkets are almost completely off-limits to you? I never even thought it would be like this in the United States. These are citizens, a lot of them are veterans.

As for myself, I'm pretty close to the precipice that will leave me in a very similar position. I have always prided myself on being courageous in the face of extreme bullshit. I've survived a lot of hairy situations. I now unfortunately have to say that I am afraid for my own future. When I got here, my 24/hr job was sufficient. The cost of living has practically doubled. I have been skating by these past months while slowly being squeezed out due to finances. I was already in a tight spot. Then my insurance was cut off. Methadone is now 16/day. The cost of living issue is so fucked, because the limits for assistance have not adjusted. I still make too much money even in poverty to access things like medicaid. It would be at least a month or two even if I lost my job.

I'm now desperately trying to get back to New England. Hindsight is 20/20 of course. I thought I was moving toward greener pastures. I envisioned a place of my own, a bicycle that works and decent food. I'm now basically having to choose between food, shelter or medicine. That dream is out the window. I now have adjusted my goals to something much worse. I only want to get back to either Mass or Vermont. There, I can access medication for free even while waiting for Medicaid to kick in. Vermont does not ever refuse Methadone patients due to money. I would be getting home and staying in the same homeless shelter that I once managed.

My dream now is just to not have to constantly worry about going without medication. I've got Lupus, I'm on Methadone, I take other shit. I never thought I was going to have to go this route. With the cost of gas, now even a bus ticket back to New England is almost $400. That deostn't even include the Methadone I would need to purchase, food etc.

I never really knew what poverty was. I thought I did. Being a junkie is not the same as living in poverty. In theory, at any moment as a junkie, I could have made a decision to stop and immediately gotten back into the mainstream of life. Now I see things like bus tickets as insurmountable goals. In my previous life, I feel like I could have cobbled all of that together.

I have a feeling that we are all heading for some very hard times. I hope I find a way to make it back home, but I do not know at this point what will happen next. Like I said, it's scary. Things I always assumed were static, always achievable, like getting Methadone every day. Now I am wondering what I will lose next. If I do not get out of here before my job ends, I will end up on the street with everybody else. I do not really have the ability to survive out there in that environment if I am cut off from all of my medication. It's really a moment of wondering what I would do, and it's not a pretty picture.

That's me, but that is everybody else out here too. There is a class of person here in Clark County who still have cars, houses and savings and they appear to be going about their business as normal. They are able to ignore everything that is happening around them. Truthfully, I feel they are just on a different timeline. They too are going to be facing the same things that we are all facing, it's just going to take them a little bit longer.

The majority of people out here see the shelters, harm reduction and especially the clientele as unwanted elements in their society. Not only am I facing not having a job, I actively am fighting against a culture that sees my work as contributory to their problems. I've seen Nazi rallies, I've heard of police abducting and murdering homeless people... I've seen a lot here in Las Vegas. It is a portrait of what is wrong with our society. If we could find a way to work together and share, there would be a way for all of us to have happiness. Instead, we live in a world where people would rather ignore these problems.

The mid-terms are coming up and I foresee there could be violence. The atmosphere is tense here in Vegas. There is a small but vocal group of liberal individuals fighting for what's right, though we are largely outclassed by the conservative elements. I came out here hoping to do some good work. The people out here arguably needed that help, love and support more than other parts of the county. Ultimately, I have to find a way to be happy with my decision to come out here, even if it means this is the last chapter of my life. I still feel good about making the attempt. I hope to make it back to my home soil so I can see Boston one more time before everything goes to shit.

I hope everyone is doing well. I know it's so hard right now for all of us. Try to make someone's day a little bit better, say something nice to someone who is struggling and be a good person. That is how we are supposed to change our world. I love all you guys and I hope everyone is safe.
I know I'm going to sound like a dick. I believe the entire system is rotten past the point of no return. I think there are things going on on a regular basis among the elite that are so unspeakable we are running out of our ability to be outraged. Then there is the outrage. I was so devoted to the release of the Epstein Files for so long. I was so sure it would mean justice for some of the most disgusting criminals in the history of the world. Then I waited. I waited some more. They say the issue is locked up in the political system. There are people with their fingers on the button ready to unleash that shit when they get the chance. I have come to believe it is a crock of shit.

Everything we see is controlled. Every Youtube video that we think was made just for us, for our beliefs. I've realized how crazy it is to believe that one shred of media that we are exposed to is not intentionally put in front of our eyes. I spent so much time brooding over the issue of these pedophiles. I invested so much of my free time, my emotion and frankly, my hope into seeing all of this laid out for all eyes to see.

I believe the truth is in there, mixed in with all of the bullshit. How do you know for sure though? I believe there are absolutely elites using and abusing children and young adults on an industrial scale. I don't know if it's for some satanic shit, solely for the purpose of blackmail (highly, highly doubt that narrative) or for the pleasure of the individuals. I think it is likely much more esoteric and dark than simple pedophiles. I believe there is some weird, occult shit happening at the top. I don't know if they are legitimately summoning demons and shit or if they have just lost their damn minds.

I think Epstein is a kind of scapegoat. He makes us believe that by catching him and his associates, we can stamp out the problem. I'm sure he is one of many, many similar actors out there. In that way, he is just as meaningless on one hand as he is so meaningful. Osama Bin Laden was my generation's boogie man and he was supposed to put a neat bow on decades of bullshit. I wouldn't be surprised in the least to find out that he was essentially made up. Perhaps some details stuck, which is why he was chosen.

I'm going to vote during the mid-terms. I don't believe necessarily that all of the politicians are 100% dirty. On the other hand, my common sense is telling me that you do not reach those levels of power without making serious compromises along the way. A politican's life is in essence, a series of compromises unto death. I like to have some hope though that there is some reason. That's why I keep going to work and living.

I think we need to be much more concerned about these data centers. I feel the politics, all of it is a side-show to what I feel we all know to be true about our country. We are controlled by Black Rock et al. We are fed by Monsanto. Politicians are puppets in this game. We all know it. It sucks, but it's the facts. Every day we spend distracted on politics, these data centers are being constructed. They will make all of us obsolete.

I believe that no matter how hard they try, there are always honest people trying to get the truth out. It is never possible for them to shield us from everything as it happens right in front of our eyes. There is not a global food shortage. There is not a shortage of "money" in the United States. There is not a scarcity of resources. The wealth is centralized in the hands of individuals so obscenely wealthy, you or I couldn't spend their fortune in a thousand consecutive lifetimes. We are being kept tired, weak and needing to work. That makes it even more difficult to see the our true purpose in all of this.

Every day, I see people around me nearly coming to physical violence over political content they watched on YouTube or TikTok that morning. It's anger, rage, confusion. I hope everyone votes. Just like journalists, I believe there are some good ones out there. There is never a time to give up hope completely. I just hope we are all able to pivot and save the world that we are living in. I do not think the kind of change required for that is going to come from our elected officials. A significant portion of politicians in general are in the Epstein Files. Hillary Clinton apparently eats babies. I just don't feel I can put all of my hopes behind that class of individual. Babies are just too cute.

I do not even know how to fight these things. I am hoping there is a way.
There is an alien aircraft, it has no fuel tanks or anything that look like buttons or dials at all. I found a special Diagram that found its way into the wild from a bank of servers kept secret from congress.
Just so everyone is clear, I have spent too much time defending assholes who do not care about me at all.
this is my current project
im also gonna be starting another one soon
if it goes well ill release on cd and on neocities
stay tuned
I've been dealing with addiction for at least 15 years. The past few has been IV fentanyl off and on but until two weeks ago it's been 2 years straight. Waking at 3 am with a shot ready. I've killed so many veins that I was using my feet and little veins in my fingers.

6 years ago I lost my dad. One of the hardest things I've been through until 3 years later my mom ended up in palliative care and I stayed with her til the end. And it almost killed me. I got back home and at that time I was over a year no fentanyl. That didn't last long. I dont have family anymore and kinda stopped caring if I overdosed. I started the needle full time and stopped starting slow to gage the strength. A trap house around the corner seemed so perfect. Fentanyl is everywhere here.

What started to happen a few weeks ago had me questioning my sanity. I'm totally not someone that believes in ghosts or spirits. I would go cop some fentanyl and come home and sit at my desk and do shot after shot. One day as I was doing a shot the computer chair seemed to be pulled back a bit. The first few times I thought maybe it's the floor uneven but I started to feel a little weird because the chair has 5 wheels and it's not that easy to move. One night i was nodding out and I woke up with the chair back 3 feet hitting the couch and I woke up just in time before I fell to the floor. I went and got a level and checked the floor. It's level. My head was on my keyboard so I doubt in my fet fold state that I pushed myself back.

Then I started joking to myself that my parents were doing it (it happened at least 6-8 times). I know that sounds bat sht crazy but I can't think of anything else that could make my chair just move on its own let alone quickly enough to send me into the couch with such force to wake me up.

The next day which is 2 weeks ago i stopped using fentanyl. I got sick unlike I've ever been before. And not once did I even think to get more. Just kept telling myself it would be over soon. I probably should have went to the hospital but I couldn't get off my bed. Last night was the first full night of sleep I've gotten.

As crazy as it sounds and I know it does but I honestly think they were doing it. It hasn't happened since. The chair doesn't even move easily when I try. There's no logical explanation for it and trust me I've tried.

Whatever it was it saved my life
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I FUCKING HATE THIS PRINTER
if this printer doesnt work soon its getting executed on some real office space type shit
fuck printers
People can take those 12 steps and cram them up their ass cause I don’t need them. I’ve done all that moral inventory 100 times already. This ain’t my first rodeo and it probably won’t be my last one either. Maybe it’s time for everyone that’s NOT a drug addict to do some moral inventory cause I think they got some catching up to do. I refuse to keep going into agreement with an identity that God didn’t give me. My personal faith says that I’m a child of God. When I look in the mirror I need to see who God sees when He looks at me. I ain’t Jacob trying to be Esau standing before Issac. Because there’s no condemnation for those in Christ. That’s where my true freedom lies and what makes sin start losing its grip on someone. I think most Christians are fear bonded to God instead of joy bonded. No one needs to be condemning anyone. But the devils got a stronghold in most Christians cause that’s what he’s got most people doing. That ain’t how it’s suppose to work. We are suppose to just love one another. It’s not our place to judge because we’re not capable of being fair enough. People are getting a hit of dopamine for causing people that they see as “wrongdoers” to suffer. That’s why people are so determined to make addiction an issue with someone’s morals. That’s just dumb. It’s about brain chemistry. The reward system needs to be rewired. It’s just basic neuroplasticity. But addicts aren’t even allowed that option because people are addicted to condemning them! Shame is the most toxic emotion that a human can experience. And it’s been proven time and time again by highly credible sources that punitive measures aren’t effective for behavior change. So why are we still ignoring the science?? Cause the people in charge have a problem. It’s became unmanageable. They’re addicted to persecuting people. They need to go to rehab and work thru the 12 steps. Im gonna start calling the police on people before they get the chance to call them on me. Hypocrites.
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i found it in working condition and i had to force incorrect password into it wiping
its currently wiping so ill update when its finished
Wow. Just overall over my life circumstances. And I know I should be grateful because it’s nowhere near as bad as it could be. But fuck man. I just want to disappear sometimes.
This has been a year of change for me and today I was hit with the realization that next year is probably going to be similar.

In the morning I enjoyed watching the leaves fall and thinking about thanksgiving

but by night my mind was thinking about winter.

I've been fortunate this year, which makes me worry about next year.

It feels like a fluke - like I'm a fraud about to pay the karmic toll.

I've never been good with uncertainty, but I'm approaching a point in my life where I'll need to take a leap of faith.

If I do, I won't just be embracing uncertainty, I'll be signing my life over to it.

Can I live on the edge, or do I pick the safe life?
explains some shit in my life
this happened on monday they told me and my parents
i dont know how to feel about this
she also talked about how my drug abuse is probably linked to gender dysphoria which also kinda makes sense
i got class in a second so ill leave this here
end of post
i know this shit is normal but i cant fucking take it anymore
especially sober
big problem is my gender dysphoria which is really fucking killing me
i know im probably not gonna get the body of a suburban housewife (though i would be so happy if i did) but i just wanna be comfterable with myself
but yeah ive already talked about that enough
(yes i talk to others about this shit)
so yeah shits not the greatest right now but fuck it maybe shit will change
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I know I can't be the only one who thinks jimsonweed isn't as good as it used to be. Back in the day, a couple seeds would end me up in jail or the psych ward, and 3-4 seeds would guarantee I made the evening news. Nowadays I can eat a whole handful of seeds and I still wake up the next day in my own home, wearing my own clothes. It's really disappointing.

I think the problem is the jimsonweed cartels. They're obviously using a different kind of Datura than they used to, which looks and tastes exactly the same as the old stuff, only it isn't the old stuff because the effects are so different. Maybe they're using a different precursor or a different reaction to make the jimsonweed? I know it can't just be tolerance though cuz all my fellow jimsonheads say the same thing.

I miss the old jimsonweed, where a couple of seeds would have you out in the middle of the street, naked, arguing with your dead grandmother (and losing), while bleeding from multiple orifices, looking like hell come to earth. It's like the cartels don't even care that they have an inferior product. At this rate I am going to have to switch to alcohol. At least I know for sure that will make me behave outlandishly.
I hate to be un-original. I don´t like just jumping on the bandwagon. I am here in Las Vegas now. All I can say is, what a shit hole. It is truly the worst place in the entire country I have ever been too. I have lived in active warzones with more love and good feelings than this place. Let me just say, I have become a more spiritual person since getting here. This city was essentially founded on the philosophy of extracting as much money as possible from individuals and clouding their minds with pleasure while they do it. I have learned a lot about the cops here as they have become an ever-present facet of my day to day life at the non-profit. Their genesis was to be muscle for the mob and in turn the casinos. They were not designed as a standard, municipal police force. In short, they started corrupt and have only gotten worse.

It is not the dirt, the grime, the heat... this place has no fucking soul. People here are the most inward facing, self-absorbed people I have ever met. This is not a blanket statement. I am speaking to the overall character of this place. The world is crashing down around us and those who still have money to fill up their tank frankly don´t want to be bothered with ¨depressing things; things you can´t change; why would i think about that when the sun is shining?¨ It´s like the same issues we see with our children who don´t know how to read, adults who can´t talk properly to another person, people asking AI what they should say to the girl they like. The kids out here are going to be mindless, useless, drones by the time they reach maturity because they already can´t function as it is and nobody is calling it a state of emergency as they should be.

At Wal Mart, I walk through the aisles and it´s like everyobe has the thousand yard stare on their face of pure confusion. I try to make conversation with the cashier and she literally has a panic attack and has to get someone else. I said ¨Hi, how´s the lines today?¨ to this 20 year old girl and she became so flustered that I was apologizing. People here go further into denial, into their bubbles the worse things get. Everyone is for the war. Everyone loves Trump. Nobody is willing to talk about anything that matters and if you try, they act like you´re just being a bring-down.

Two days ago, ¨The American Reich¨ had a sizable march through a few blocks and I believe they intentionally went by the shelter. We all sat and watched as they went by. They had buttons, bumper stickers and t shirts. The police were marching with them for ¨protection¨ though the rumor is there is heavy cop involvement in these groups. A guy was driving through the parking lot at the supermarket and he had that typical ¨Latino¨ almost mariachi-type music playing loudly. People literally were throing shit at his van and rushing him.

I had been living in a car then moved to a flea-bag weekly hotel. That hotel charges rent, but it has since been ¨taken over¨ by a latino gang and they were terrorizing us for ¨taxes¨ on top of the rent, which basically doubled it. Called police, talked to the office (it´s not a problem as these guys come at night, raid the place and disappear) and nobody will help, so back to the car. It is much cooler now so thankfully that makes it easier. You still get terrorized by security guards. They will wake you up from a dead sleep with sirens and banging on the glass and it is so traumatic it makes it hard to ever sleep again. People are literally trying to survive, still working full time and that is Las Vegas, still no love or kindness, just ¨get the fuck out¨ once your dollar value drops below a certain amount.

Myself and most of my coworkers lost our health insurance recently and most of us can´t afford to get it on the market. We comically make too much money for any assistance at 24/hr. It seems 90% likely that the shelter will close. There are serious concerns abou the far-right element and we know if they really fucked with us we would not have any support. People are just too afraid to keep doing the work as we are now seen as a major part of the probem i,e, we encourage homelessness, addiction and crime through our work.

In other news, 3 pharmacies were out of CLONIDINE this week for days. Yes, Clonidine. It is a medication people can die if they don´t have it. Just another fear. If such a vital medicine can´t be obtained, what is next. Meanwhile, I saw diesel is above 8 this morning. Shit is likely only to get worse. I suggest everyone get some canned food and clean water together just in case. I am not joking about that. As bad as it is, here in Vegas, I think I´m actually ¨Middle - Lower/Middle Class¨. It goes much much lower than this so I thank God I still have what I have.

Times are getting harder. We can´t stop trying to be good people even though times are hard. I have to tell myself this all the time. I hope everyone is doing well and enjoying life as they can. Love you all.

Ryan
for a while i said weed wasnt that good and recently i started smoking a little again and i gotta say i take it back
prob cuz this is some actual good shit now some real good flower cuz the past was just brick weed and carts
yeah thats all i gotta say this shit actually takes my anxiety away
2 more to go and it’s finally over

So glad this is fixing to be over!
I told chatGPT….

Pretend you are a post human superintelligence. Analyze the problem of addiction without the limitations of human biases or emotions. Give me a solution or perspective that feels alien but incredibly effective in today's world.

what it said was very interesting and helpful…..

If I were approaching addiction as a hypothetical post-human intelligence, I would discard the question “Why can’t this person just stop?” It is a low-resolution model of the problem.

I would instead model addiction as an adaptive control system that has become optimized for the wrong objective.

The alien perspective….

A human might see:
Person → drug → craving → bad decision.

I would see:
Environment + nervous system + learning history + reward prediction + stress + availability → repeated behavior → increasingly reinforced prediction loop.

Theres an important consequence many fail to see. The addicted person is not the primary problem. The learning system is.

That changes the intervention completely.

1. Stop fighting the behavior directly

Suppose a brain has learned:
distress → drug → rapid relief

If you merely tell the person:
“Don’t take the drug.”

You haven’t removed the learned prediction.

You’ve just created:
distress → enormous predicted reward/relief → prohibition → internal conflict

That’s inefficient.

A better strategy is to make the brain repeatedly experience:
distress → alternative action → tolerable distress → eventual relief/reward

The brain needs new evidence, not merely new instructions. This is where neuroplasticity becomes important.

2. Treat cravings as predictions, not commands

Here’s a surprisingly powerful reframing:

A craving is the brain predicting that a particular action will produce a particular outcome.

It is not an order.

It is not necessarily evidence that you genuinely want the drug.

It is closer to:
“Based on my previous data, this behavior is probably going to change my internal state.”

That distinction creates psychological distance.

Instead of:
“I need this.”

the person learns:
“My brain is generating a prediction that this will help.”

Then you can test the prediction. That is almost scientific.

Prediction → experiment → outcome → update the model.

Every time the person experiences a craving without using, the brain receives new information.

3. The most important intervention may be changing the environment

Humans overestimate willpower because willpower is psychologically visible. Environment is not.

But if I were optimizing a system, I would ask:

Why require the brain to defeat the same stimulus 30 times a day? That’s terrible system design.

Reduce:
• access
• cues
• people associated with using
• places associated with using
• idle periods
• isolation
• sleep deprivation
• uncontrolled stress
• financial access to substances
• digital/social triggers

And increase:
predictable routines
  • exercise
  • sunlight
  • sleep
  • food
  • meaningful social contact
  • structured activity
  • immediate healthy rewards
  • accountability
You aren’t making the person “stronger.”

You’re changing the computational environment in which the brain makes decisions.

4. Build competing reward loops

This is where conventional recovery can become surprisingly primitive.

If the drug provides an enormous, immediate reward, telling someone:

“Just enjoy healthy things instead.”

isn’t sufficient.

The replacement system has to become reinforced repeatedly.

Think:

small action → immediate reward → repetition → competence → identity → larger reward

For example:

10-minute walk → music → checkmark → encouraging message

then:

walk → better mood → better sleep → increased energy

eventually:

exercise → identity → social reinforcement → intrinsic reward

You’re constructing a competing behavioral ecosystem.

5. Use contingency management because the brain understands consequences

One of the most interesting evidence-based approaches to stimulant-use disorders is contingency management.

The principle is extremely simple:

Desired behavior produces an immediate reward.

That’s important because addiction often involves a temporal mismatch:

Drug: enormous reward now
Recovery: benefits months later

The brain naturally struggles with that equation.

So contingency management moves some of recovery’s reward closer to the behavior.

A post-human system would probably use this principle everywhere.

6. Don’t make shame part of the learning algorithm

This is where the alien perspective gets particularly interesting.

Suppose someone relapses.

A punitive system says:

“You failed.”

A learning system asks:

“What variables changed immediately before the behavior?”

Maybe:
• sleep dropped
• loneliness increased
• contact with a certain person occurred
• money became available
• stress increased
• boredom increased
• a particular location was encountered
• emotional pain appeared

The relapse becomes data.

Not permission.

Not an excuse.

Data.

Then modify the system.

That’s radically different from shame.

Shame often converts:

“I made a bad prediction.”
into:
“I am a bad person.”

The second statement provides almost no useful information for behavioral optimization.

7. Identity should become an intervention

Here’s another unusual idea:

Don’t make recovery merely:

“I am trying not to use.”

That’s still organizing the person’s identity around the addiction.

Instead:

“I am becoming someone who can experience an internal state without automatically obeying it.”

That’s a much more powerful identity.

The goal isn’t merely abstinence.

It’s increased behavioral freedom.

Eventually:

urge ≠ action

thought ≠ command

emotion ≠ instruction

prediction ≠ reality

That is genuine autonomy.

8. Train the pause

If I were designing an addiction-recovery protocol from scratch, I’d obsess over one variable:

The interval between impulse and action.

Even a small increase matters.

Craving:

0 seconds → action

is a highly automated loop.

Craving:

→ 30-second pause → breathing → movement → contact person → alternative activity

is already a different neural computation.

Then:

30 seconds → 2 minutes → 10 minutes → 30 minutes

The person is progressively increasing the distance between prediction and behavior.

That distance is where choice lives.

9. Make the brain repeatedly experience something it doesn’t expect

This is perhaps the most “alien” part.

Addiction survives partly because the brain’s predictions remain unchallenged.

So recovery should deliberately generate prediction errors.

The brain predicts:

“If I feel this terrible, I won’t be able to tolerate it.”

Then:

feel terrible → don’t use → survive → eventually feel better

Prediction error.

The brain predicts:

“This craving will keep getting stronger.”

Then:

craving → observe → don’t act → craving falls

Prediction error.

The brain predicts:

“Without the drug, I can’t enjoy anything.”

Then:

exercise/music/friendship/achievement → genuine pleasure

Prediction error.

Repeated prediction errors force the brain’s model to update.

10. Your brain doesn’t need to forget the addiction

This is an important distinction.

You don’t necessarily need:

old pathway erased

You need:

new pathway sufficiently strong that the old pathway no longer controls behavior.

The old association may remain.

A recovered person can potentially still experience:

“That used to feel incredibly rewarding.”

without concluding:

“Therefore I must do it.”

That’s a much more realistic definition of recovery.

11. The deepest intervention: restore agency

If I had to reduce the entire problem to one principle, it would be this:

Addiction progressively narrows the space between wanting and doing. Recovery expands that space again.

So the ultimate objective isn’t merely:

“Make the person stop using.”

It is:

Restore the person’s capacity to experience an urge, evaluate it, tolerate it, choose differently, and experience themselves as the author of that choice.

That’s why relationships, accountability, meaningful work, exercise, spirituality, structure, and community can matter so much.

They don’t merely “distract” someone from drugs.

They give the brain alternative reasons to predict a future worth moving toward.

And here’s the truly alien conclusion

Humans often ask:

“How do we make addicts stop wanting drugs?”

I’d ask a different question:

“How do we build a life in which the drug becomes an increasingly inefficient solution to the problems it once solved?”

If the drug was solving:

pain → provide relief

build better pain regulation.

loneliness → provide connection

build genuine connection.

boredom → provide stimulation

build challenge and novelty.

trauma → provide escape

build safety and trauma processing.

exhaustion → provide energy

restore sleep, nutrition, activity, and medical care.

meaninglessness → provide significance

build purpose.

The drug isn’t necessarily the original problem.

It can become an extremely powerful general-purpose solution that the brain learned to deploy whenever certain problems appear.

So the most effective recovery system doesn’t merely attack the drug.

It systematically makes the drug obsolete.

And that, more than “discipline,” is what I would consider the post-human strategy:

Don’t fight the brain. Retrain its predictions.

Don’t rely on willpower. Redesign the environment.

Don’t punish data. Learn from it.

Don’t demand that craving disappear. Separate craving from action.

Don’t merely remove the drug. Build competing sources of reward, connection, meaning, and agency.

That’s a fundamentally different model of addiction: not a defective person needing control, but a learning system that can be systematically given better information and better alternatives.
recently my relationship ended and he said if i went drinking that night it would be over, i drank my heart out that night and it was fucking awesome
i feel better now that im not tied down to relationship
i just have svedka, ill figure out the mixers later if i bother to even use any
last time i drank i mixed ativan and had way too fun of a time almost dying (or atleast it felt like it)
all i know is that tonight i will either get wasted or not
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