[ WP ] You are a member of a counter-culture movement whose recreational drug use has escalated to ingesting drugs that are known to only have negative side effects .

We called it Bliss, as in ignorance is. 
 
 At first, it's glorious. You feel euphoric and more alive than you've ever been. The world makes so much sense; just one more bump before you explain it all. Colors are brighter and food tastes better and everyone is your best friend. 
 
 Stage One was n't what we were aiming for. 
 
 After about a week of regular use, Bliss had a different effect. Fried synapses begin misfiring. The energy that had you thinking you could conquer the world a few days ago now feels like itchy electricity beneath your skin. Instead of laughing and dancing, you jitter and twitch. Food might still taste awesome, but you wo n't eat because that gnawing in your stomach is part of the ride. Your best friends from last week secretly hate you and are probably stealing your Bliss behind your back. 
 
 Stage Two was fun, but we were n't quite there yet. 
 
 One day, as you're going about your life as usual, you see a shadow out of the corner of your eye. It's tall and vaguely human shaped and it hates you. It probably is n't alone. These are the Shadow People. You wo n't even notice the squirming and scratching and hunger and exhaustion anymore, they'll keep you plenty busy. 
 
 Stage Three was our goal. We learned that through complete isolation and sleep deprivation, it could be reached in about 75 hours. With a large enough supply of Bliss and other stimulants, it could be maintained indefinitely. 
 
 Just remember: Ignorance is Bliss.
