This gift that he fought so hard to obtain sacrificing time, relationships, blood, everything became more of a curse than anything. He blindly focused on the short terms effect instead of the long term. Knowing the outcome to every possible option for those difficult life decisions was going to be a game-changer, a revolutionary advancement in his own existence. Too bad he didnt possess this ability when he choose it some 3 years ago. Had he had the ability then, would have never chosen it.
Life. That amazing adventure where the future is decided on your past. Every moment of the future is based on every decision we have made in the past up to right now. Choosing to brush your teeth before flossing. Putting a sock on your left foot first. Looking down as you walk past the cute neighbor girl instead of saying good morning.
Being able to see the outcome of every choice you make takes the mystery out of life. The fun eventually fades away leaving you coasting through life without ambition. Every day, Maurice asked himself "whats the point?" as his life had become nothing more than choosing the path with the safest outcome.
There was no excitement. No thrills. No surprises. No danger. Standing up into the sunlight, Maurice realized he had reached his breaking point. It waa time to take his life into his own matters. It was time to fuck shit up.
In a large box stashed away in his closet held the key to his future. 30 tops of the world's most powerful strain of hallucinogenic mushroom. He was excited to see what kind of decisions he would make while in an extremely altered mindset.
He is excited to see where he will end up 24 hours from now. The thing is, he can only see the path of any decision up until next decision. Mystery. That old familiar friend he hasn't seen in years.
After packing a backpack full of food and gear (head lamp, money, paper, pen, knife, rope, lighter, condoms, and his favorite 9mm hand gun just in case he might need it). He was planning to leave his house and wonder through the city across the countryside to where ever his altered mind takes him.
His spoon rang out loudly as it fell into the empty cereal bowl. They had astrong hold of him. The mushrooms were stronger than he thought. This is something he had never experienced before in his life.
Everything thought he had would become real through hallucination. He lost touch eith reality and it was the greatest feeling ever.
He was at a crowded fair in line for a footlong corndog. His favorite ever since he was a little boy when his father took him to the fair for the first time. After a long wait he finally had it in his hands. The feeling of it entering his mouth was pure bliss.
Panic ensued as the corndog was now trying to choke him by constantly pushing deeper and deeper. For the first time in a long time, he didnt know what to do becuase of how disconnected he was from reality during this moment.
While Maurice was being attacked by a fooylong corndog, in reality he was in an alley behind dollar store getting mouth raped by a a coulple meth addicts.
After swallowing the corndog's delicious syrup, Maurice reached into his bag for a carmel apple sucker. After putting in in his mouth he pulled the trigger and painted the wall behind him with his brains.
That did not deter the meth addicts from skull fucking his dead corpse.
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