I was sitting on a nonspecific field in the middle of a city on independence day, which is a completely irrelevent holiday linked to an obscure event in human history, and in the streets and neighborhoods we could hear the explosions....
of peripheral lights back and fourth across my vision, it was the thing, you see, about it all--we were the only two people in the greenest grass ever grown as a war raged around us... the stars, although obscured by smoke, were boundless and pure--creatures with pure untarnished souls, who shine only mercy and speak only wisdom.
I have realized from this that as soon as you're born you start dying and therefore it is very important to understand that your present moment is about to fade into another... wait, I knew that beforehand. I guess i havent learned anything, but fuck, did I have an awesome time.
That's the spirit.
ps, if anyone who read that was wondering what this entry is about, it is about ecstacy.