nature's proper high

nature's proper high

fiction
edward w pritchard

I hear that people now are experimenting again with the green lady and although I am long dead I have to say a few things pertinent to the matter and issue a warning to the present generation of thrill seekers concerning nature's proper high.

Stay away from improper addictions but especially avoid Absinthe, the green lady.

The cloudy liquid is treacherous. You start out tasting the candy flavor and may pleasantly proceed to listening to the mathematical precision of JS Bach as you mellow in the lull of the green lady's spell. Maybe you look at Italian Renaissance art in a new way for the green lady is an intellectual high. Spend a few hours pleasantly with a lady friend tacitly exploring.

Eventually however, the walls melt toward you and the ceiling becomes the floor as you are now under the insidious influence of the absinthe. Like others before you begin to doubt what is sanity. The art you now see is inspired by William Blake and is everyday things grown menacing and the music is the voice of the devil. Your fears are magnified and there is no one to talk you down. Hours and time crawl at you and small noises refuse to recede from your senses. Your senses lose their ability to filter and you are bombarded by unpleasantries.

I am long dead but heed my warning don't dance with the green lady and don't accept the introduction to her or have the conversation with her and avoid her clutches.