03-26-2023, 10:53 AM
I'm currently take Modanfinil. I supplement it with two pots of coffee, street level Adderall (which could be and likely is Fentanyl, idk and idgaf). I also like to stagger "enhanced" micro doses of LSD on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, just to let the serotonin levels get back to the baseline. By enhanced, I mean 3-4x the level of an actual street dose. I just call it a micro dose because it's kind of stigmatized to run around work telling people how much getting all blasted up on acid improves my productivity. One day I hope they can end this bigoted mindset.
After work I lift and run, so this calls for a custom pre-workout consisting of whatever Chad crap my local supplement shop is pushing that contains at minimum 500mg of caffeine. I avoid ephedrine. I find it useless when I'm already taking prescription meth with the Adderall. I simply crush up another dose and toss it into the pre. I used to hoover two bell-ringer rails of coke as part of this process, but the comedown is way too much of a distraction when I'm in the middle of trying to get a sick pump. It's a shame, cause that shit is from the Earth and it's what Mother Nature intended for us. Oh well.
When I get done with my run, the wife usually has my all-organic keto-friendly dinner prepared. I stick with spinach or kale along with a good New York strip, maybe bison if I can get it. I try to get in some turmeric for the inflammation. Inflammation will kill you, right? It's important for me to down at least 6 9.0ABV or above IPAS with this dinner. This is to re-hydrate and re-center. If I can't get that, I just get into the wife's Stoli and mix it into some green gatorade. Gets into the system quick that way. I'll do grass-fed chocolate milk in the cooler months to make a sort of White Russian.
Of course, this is when I hit up the benzos to get ready for sleep. I hate kolonopin. Let's just get that out of the way. There was an incident with the neighbor's labradoodle that went outside the friend zone a few years back that became a bit of a legal matter for me. Needless to say, I don't recall any of it. I only know it happened because of the security cameras and the police report. So, no kolonopin. I stick with good old Valium, no more than 6, no less than 3. At some point this puts me into "stasis". It sounds like a cool biohacking term, but Idk. I might just be black out wasted. It saves me money because I'm very rarely mentally present enough to actually make it to a bed. Sometimes I sleep next to the toilet in the bathroom. Keeps my spine nice and healthy.
It's very important to use the bathroom before this nighttime ritual. I can't tell you how many times I've evacuated my bowels while unconscious. The kids at my son's school call me Craptain Poopypants when I drop him off in the morning. I don't feel like they think I'm a cool dad anymore, but I gotta do me.
It's all about red-lining, then crashing hard. Ease into the red early, blast sometime before lunch, sustain, then fall out. Repeatedly. Keeps the mind and body limber. This is the way.
Don't smoke and avoid seed oil. Also, leave potatoes alone as Tom Brady says they are poison.
Please don't do any of this. I don't want to be held responsible. I am not a doctor.
After work I lift and run, so this calls for a custom pre-workout consisting of whatever Chad crap my local supplement shop is pushing that contains at minimum 500mg of caffeine. I avoid ephedrine. I find it useless when I'm already taking prescription meth with the Adderall. I simply crush up another dose and toss it into the pre. I used to hoover two bell-ringer rails of coke as part of this process, but the comedown is way too much of a distraction when I'm in the middle of trying to get a sick pump. It's a shame, cause that shit is from the Earth and it's what Mother Nature intended for us. Oh well.
When I get done with my run, the wife usually has my all-organic keto-friendly dinner prepared. I stick with spinach or kale along with a good New York strip, maybe bison if I can get it. I try to get in some turmeric for the inflammation. Inflammation will kill you, right? It's important for me to down at least 6 9.0ABV or above IPAS with this dinner. This is to re-hydrate and re-center. If I can't get that, I just get into the wife's Stoli and mix it into some green gatorade. Gets into the system quick that way. I'll do grass-fed chocolate milk in the cooler months to make a sort of White Russian.
Of course, this is when I hit up the benzos to get ready for sleep. I hate kolonopin. Let's just get that out of the way. There was an incident with the neighbor's labradoodle that went outside the friend zone a few years back that became a bit of a legal matter for me. Needless to say, I don't recall any of it. I only know it happened because of the security cameras and the police report. So, no kolonopin. I stick with good old Valium, no more than 6, no less than 3. At some point this puts me into "stasis". It sounds like a cool biohacking term, but Idk. I might just be black out wasted. It saves me money because I'm very rarely mentally present enough to actually make it to a bed. Sometimes I sleep next to the toilet in the bathroom. Keeps my spine nice and healthy.
It's very important to use the bathroom before this nighttime ritual. I can't tell you how many times I've evacuated my bowels while unconscious. The kids at my son's school call me Craptain Poopypants when I drop him off in the morning. I don't feel like they think I'm a cool dad anymore, but I gotta do me.
It's all about red-lining, then crashing hard. Ease into the red early, blast sometime before lunch, sustain, then fall out. Repeatedly. Keeps the mind and body limber. This is the way.
Don't smoke and avoid seed oil. Also, leave potatoes alone as Tom Brady says they are poison.
Please don't do any of this. I don't want to be held responsible. I am not a doctor.
