This is a short imaginative story I wrote inspired by my fourth ketamine therapy infusion that took place on Martin Luther King Day 2017:
The K Report
by M. Haas
Once upon a time, a glum, lonely snail submerged in a curious parallel world of vibrant foamy banks within the Ketamine Sea. The drear snail began sparkling as her brilliance psychedelicized into inter-dimensional realms of existence. Her shell, once a prosaic, despondent blue funk, nacreously shimmered resonant metallic hues of interstellar glory. She became K-Snail of sanguine spirals leading to propelled disillusions of earthling reality.
K-Snail immersed deeper into the cavernous darkness of esoteric transferences from beyond the wisdom of time. She collapsed the wave function of the inter-dimensional space-time continuum. An extraterrestrial presence amidst this quirky aqueous firmament peered among K-Snail, summoning an inter-dimensional seance of orbs. These are the records K-Snail reported back to Earth:
Your ignorance, indifference, and calloused ways have worn holes in your atmosphere, as well, in your hearts.
The Gaian world of Mother Nature is not complacent with the state of affairs you harbor.
Here are seven billion of you:
fretting, complaining, destroying, claiming namesake, ownership, superiority, inferiority, and all the man-made constructs and social stigmas endowed upon your cultures and identities.
More than ever, there is vast vicissitude attuning in the fate of your species.
Does the color of skin define your being?
Do the religions of your world define belief in your self?
Do sexual acts and orientations define the fertility or impotency of your collective’s character?
Do political abstractions define the wellbeing of your species?
Do monetary constraints and legal proceedings define the essence of your raw blood and individual breaths?
Do media and technology define the level of your communal wisdom?
Are cultural diversions of intellectual de-evolvement spewing your planet’s next dark age or renaissance?
You, as a species, are not divided by race, ethnicity, sexual orientation, gender, politics, wealth, technology, or a lack of diversity in your civilization.
All of you subjectively affiliate with the above because ALL of you are human beings divided in conscientious perspective.
The collective perception of your selves is plagued by cultural dichotomies and social stigmas nit-picking at the very fiber of your humanness, seeking to degrade character of the individual into zombiesque waves of ego chaos. You are of a world blending acquaintance with pivotal unyielding higher awareness.
The changes of these times are the reflection of how all of you humans collectively perceive humanity. Relinquish the psychodynamic rebellion of ego chaos.
Accept Human. See Human. Be Human.
The ambidextrous era dawns…
And so it was, K-Snail traversed back through the veil of time, returning to human form, wide-eyed and smiling– now prepared to live in pioneering accord with the fine-tunement of Being Human. Once home, she suffused herself in astronomical fluffy fabrics, laid her head upon a star, and slept.
Until the next day finally begins, Godspeed!