Seventh of a handful of marker drawings done under the influence.
This was the point where I realized I could use the intoxication as a kind of creative fuel that I could harness and direct. What came out of this was the idea that I could create a story of cosmic magnitude and express it in drawing. Really, the chemicals silenced all the mental barriers that make the think that what I'm doing is stupid, and I felt like I could create anything. So, the thing that resulted was an explosive growth of green and strokes that looked like plant growth and perching animals. However, eventually the creative force compelled me to pick up yellow and then red markers, which made it look like the whole thing caught aflame.

I suppose that's a metaphor or something.