Here it is! I am really psyched about it- I worked really hard.
It was a crazy experience writing this!
Any corrections that need to be made?
Any advice or comments?
We had to write about an object in 13 different points of view- so I chose the good old orange pill bottle! 
At first each stanza is off different pills it has held, I only used ones that have actually been prescribed to me.
Then it goes deeper into the mind, philosophy, and meaning of the pharmaceutical drugs, the bottle, humans, the earth, the plant spirit drugs, the universe, mental illness, war, love and peace.
Please let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy The Orange Plastic Bottle:
1 Orange, smooth, plastic bottle Titian and blue pills bitter sweet enough to throttle A heart to it’s feet Happy Enlightened Excited Dopamine Serotonin Norepinephrine You are just an organic computer Is that all?
2 Orange, smooth, plastic container White circle and yellow, pointed oblong Makes the human mind a bit tamer The doors of perception held down strong Takes the Gaia The average Joe You should cry You no longer need to go slow Car hustle down the street Only go through once Go in then, get it out, move your feet What an ironic touch?
3 Orange solider in the war For bad medicine, no plants- no more Quiet minds, making cash Shiva and Shiva clash Big boys- the tiny red pill Let’s that away that free will He likes to hit all twelve But she would just let love delve Kerouac Einstein Barrett Nash Poe Plath Hemingway Blake Newton Van Gogh Beethoven Whitman Proust Porter Sexton Mahler Berryman Woolf Hesse Rothko Twain Mingus Williams Keefe McKenna Serafini Leary Ginsberg Dass Escher Gautama Good thing you aren’t alive today
4 Long slim fiasco, orange and sleek Relaxing, fun, numbing peak Bitter, big, fat oblong gift Comfortably numb ridding of the nerves swift Like a dumb child who has learned too much A happy, ignorant bunch A newborn feeding on the mothers synapses A cellular intelligence your consciousness cannot not have passes Sweating as your mind goes by Your boundaries burn but fry
5 The orange bottle seems quite vicious now The puppet masters take their bows Sluggish, greedy, unaware That they are puppets to a greater fair They are the men that take you in Give you what you need so you can swim In the ocean that is their domain Not enough to be pleased but enough not to question
6 The orange bottle weeps in it’s existence The plant spirits diminished in distance Though the love travels unbound And nothing in the universe can bring it down The orange bottle can fool you to see something else Not the orange bottle itself but what’s inside And what it’s inhabitants try to hide Love the orange bottle and love the hate It’s all you can do beside choose for yourself and wait
7 People on the ceiling Feel the orange bottle’s displease Where is the feeling Where is the what is ease?
8 A trip to heaven To hell To oblivion None exist Except within Something is out there I due suppose But nothing that we in this state can know Not with the orange bottle in our troughs
9 Orange bottle Would you be here today If in the Amazon jungles they did stay Would you masticate their brains If the vine made insane sane?
10 If they went down in Oaxaca Would the doors still need locking? Orange bottle I do proclaim That you’re the one who is blissfully insane
11 Orange Solider Would you still march in war If peace and love were forever more Would you still fire your oblong bullets If we saw the universal energy that ran though us
12 Slim Orange Friend Would your numbing joy be craved If all our souls were saved? By plants, deities, friend and foes All sang together in a beautiful mellow
13 Orange, smooth, plastic bottle I will see you for a few more whiles But one day if our minds unbind I hope that we will both find
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