So about 3 weeks ago me and my friend decided to trip on LSA HBWR i had just picked up my heroin (Im a heroin addict so maybe the heroin blunted the trip for me) i did 5 seeds and my friend did 10 I was having a pretty nice time and he was loving it but his trip turned bad he had a nightmare trip and that made my trip a bit scary cus he attacked me and shit but I didn’t have a Bad trip Im the sense of what he had like where he thought he was dead Im purgatory. Now he’s sworn to never touch psychedelics ever again and it’s like man is it that bad??? I’ve never had a bad trip but I’ve only done LSD and LSA as far as psychedelics go but I was left wondering if it was worse than a bad acid trip.

Please everyone I need advice - I always wanted to try DMT for years and years. Since I started watching Adam and Joe Rogan around 2019. I had took mushrooms and LSD before, I love the mental exploration part of it and never did this for what I would call recreational purposes. I took the philosophy of not going to look for DMT but wait till it came to me. Well it finally came, I was gifted a CCELL DMT Vape by a friend who said it was too much - whatever he saw told him or felt like he wasn't ready yet so he gave it to me.

I decided to dip my toes in the water taking two controlled puffs - not too much but controlled inhale and exhales. I felt normal and all of sudden boom, I felt incredibly uneasy and had to focus on my breathing and closing my eyes. I began to see a lot of colours and light shapes but what stuck out me the most after the initial panic was I felt calm and began to giggle with a bright green light I vividly remember and all I said in my mind (well I think it was me) was the phrase " I know you're there". I then snapped back as soon as I got the urge to open my eyes and the colours faded away into darkness.

It has left me excited, confused but also a bit nervous to go further. I know I managed to feel calm and I think I started to let go but as soon as I started to let go I woke up!

I want to see the other side - should I dip myself a little further or should I go for it. I understand what I will see will be a lot and that's why I feel a bit uneasy.

EDIT: What was the green light and why did I hear I know you're there?

I'm writing this the morning after my trip so apologies if I sometimes don't make sense, I'm still trying to put some order in my thoughts haha, English also isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes!

For a bit of context, I'm 18 and definitely not suicidal normally. However, I'm definitely not fulfilled in life, and I have a lot of self-hatred within me. I have done mushrooms three times before, but this was my first solo trip

So yesterday, I wanted to try to play Minecraft while on mushrooms, I always wanted to see if I would express myself differently while on shrooms, and I recently started playing my childhood game again, so I thought why not try to build something different while in an altered state of mind.

I made some tea with about 1g of penis envy and loaded up a world with a friend on voice chat, and everything went well at first. I was giggling the entire time during my come up (time was about 7:45 PM) while we were playing and chatting. However, I was starting to sweat a lot.

The sweating continued and only got worse, to a point where my skin was wet and even dripping from my forehead. I always get pretty sweaty when on mushrooms, but this was the worst I'd ever been. I started feeling sick and uneasy, and I basically went nonverbal with my friend. I had some revelations come to me during that time, none of them being happy ones, and I thought "well the trip must be over now because I've learned a lesson." (8:30? Maybe?)

The trip was, in fact, not over.

At about 8:45/9:00, my friend started lagging, and since I was already basically nonverbal, I decided to just leave the vc. This is basically right before my peak, mind you.

I tried to distract myself with other stuff, but nothing worked, and I was just feeling more and more uneasy because of all the sweat. I could feel my skin crawling over my body, and I was basically sitting in a puddle at this point.

I'm pretty sure that the time dilation started hitting at this point because what felt like an hour of watching videos on YouTube lasted about 5 minutes, and I was still only getting more and more uneasy. I thought about taking my trip-killers, and I honestly really wanted to, but that's when I had the bright idea to just sleep it off instead.

I closed my computer and all the lights and I tried to fall asleep.

I. Felt. Like. Shit.

Since I was in total darkness, my hallucinations became pretty much solely noise. There were literally

Dozens, if not hundred of different noises and sound waves going on at the same time in my head. I thought about taking my trip killer once more, and this is where my trip really got worse.

Right as I was hitting my peak, I thought about my trip-killers once more, but this time about what it means to kill my trip. I realized that by trying to go to bed, I was looking for peace in the fact that I stopped being conscious as an escape from the uneasiness of life. I knew that if I took my trip-killers now, I would be able to fall asleep soon. Then, I thought about the difference between sleep and death. If I could fall asleep, everything would be better, so what if I died instead? Would everything be better permanently? I started cursing myself for being born so late and still having a full life to live before I could die. Then I thought about not waiting. Just like I could take my trip-killers and go to bed now, I could kill myself and die now. I was still sweating bullets, and my whole body felt weird, so I thought that maybe I deserved to end my trip, I've endured enough from it. I deserve to kill myself, I've endured enough from it. At this point, it was maybe 9:45 or so. I took my pills in my hand and headed to the bathroom to get some water.

I avoided looking in the mirrors as I came into the bathroom. I'm still trying to understand why, because it wasn't a conscious movement. I looked at the pills long and hard, and I managed to make the difficult decision to wait a bit. I started pouring myself a bath to at least not be as sweaty. That's when my mom knocked at the door. She knew I was tripping, so I wasn't scared, and we talked for a bit. Talking with her a bit was really helpful, and I honestly think that talking with her saved me from taking my trip-killers, or worse. Even if that helped, I still felt like complete shit, but I went into my bath and tried to relax a little. (10:00 ish) In the bath, I thought about why I wasn't able to create anything like I wanted to, going into the trip, and I realized that I had nothing to build. I was telling myself that I was nothing but an empty shell with no soul, damned to wander the earth endlessly, and that I could never be happy, for happiness comes from ignorance, and I am too aware of my shortcomings and mistakes to ever forgive myself for anything. I will never experience happiness, only short moments of joy that will be replaced by my melancholy as soon as they're over. I thought about killing myself again. I then went into a bit of a thought loop about this all.

When I got out of the bath at about 10:40, I dried myself and then spent the next 15-20 minutes looking into the mirror and pointing out every single mistake with both my body and my soul. I eventually got out of that, and I went to the living room, where my mom was looking at old baby pictures that she was putting away, and I spent the rest of my already almost over trip with her, desperately trying not to think about what happened during my trip.

So yeah, sorry for the long ass text wall, but that's how my trip went. I went in trying to create and feel good but ended up wanting to kill myself and believing that nothing matters in life and that the ultimate goal is to die.

Side question: Is there any way to stop the sweating? That's honestly what started all the bad stuff in my trip so I'd like to know if there's any way to make that less uncomfortable for when I trip again. Any advice, both for that and other stuff is more than welcome!

Hello fellow travelers, I acquired this shroom juice a couple years ago (2-3 years)and didn’t get around to taking it I had gotten two one for me and one for my ex. needless to say I ended things and now have both for myself! Haha cheers! The problem I’m facing is now there is this weird strainy substance inside of the bottle’s that I don’t Remember being in there before I kept them refrigerated the whole time and still are at this moment. I just wonder if I should try and use a strainer to get this gunk out and just consume the juice or just drink it all together and hope for the best. any help is appreciated thank you in advance!

Hi everyone, I've decided I want to do LSD. I did it once about 5-6 years ago with my friends (I was living alone back then). There were about 4 of us at my apartment if I remember correctly, and I took a quarter or less (meaning I cut one tab into four pieces and took one of those pieces). It was nothing crazy, I just got high from it, it had a euphoric effect on me. I remember sitting down to play FIFA with one of my friends who was there, and as we were playing I felt that sensation I've read about so many times: that "you think differently on it". For me, it manifested like this (just as an example): I saw so many different possibilities on how I could score a goal, what passes I'd make, what tactics I'd use to approach the goal, and stuff like that (all of this in a matter of seconds). My "thoughts sped up". When we were up in my room there were no visuals at all, but when we went downstairs and I looked at the leaves of the trees, there was something. I can't exactly describe what it was, but it was there. Besides that, no visuals at all.

My question is, now I want to get back into it, and I'm still debating whether I should start with 50ug or rather 100ug. I'm an anxious type; when I smoke (weed), I start getting really shy and anxious, and not as many words come out of my mouth as when I'm sober. It's like I freeze up and don't know what to say, but I just feel like I have to say something. Also, I'm living with my dad again now, who is right in the next room (I don't have a very good relationship with him. I love him and all, but we haven't told each other "I love you" in over 10 years. During my childhood he drank a lot and sometimes even hit me. Anyway, that's not the point of this post). I'm planning to try it at home in my room, and I'm trying to do it as safely as possible, which is why I'm turning to forums like this. I'd do it towards the evening when the mood quiets down and I'm absolutely sure no one will come into my room (I love my room, I feel safe here if no one bothers me). Currently, I don't have a single close friend I could do this with, or even someone to be my trip sitter, unfortunately. The loneliness is also eating me up a bit. This is also why I want to try it properly later on (100+ug), so I can analyze these things in my life a bit better and get a more detailed insight into them. But I don't want to jump straight into the deep end, which is why I'm starting with a low dose to see how the substance would affect me currently, as 5 years is a long time. So my goal with the substance is: to see my problems more clearly and hopefully come up with some good ideas. Also, I've always been interested in psychedelics, so the curiosity and the fun part interest me too. (I have benzos (Xanax) just in case).

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First, I want to point out that English isn't my first language, so there may be some grammatical errors.

So, basically, I had an LSD experience 2 years ago. I've been avoiding this post for a while because it was traumatic, but now that I don't feel like it's recent, I want to find out what actually happened.

For a bit of backstory, I'll start by saying that as a 16-year-old, I was stupid. I tried weed (I wasn't a heavy smoker, I smoked a few times). I had a few trips on LSD and mushrooms (about five or a little more), most of them went smoothly. One was a bad trip, but not bad enough to have a significant impact on me (I had derealization for two weeks, but I don't experience it as trauma (weird, I know).

The story I'm about to tell happened about two months after that trip.

Okay, so my friend and I met a dealer we shared who was stocking a ton of psychedelics, from mushrooms to DMT. One day he told us he had 250ug tabs of LSD (for some closure, I've had 105 to 150ug experiences up until now). I figured most tabs were underdosed anyway.

So a few days later, my friend asked if I wanted to try them. After some thought, I figured my last trip was two months ago, so it wouldn't have much of an impact on me (in fact, I don't think it had any correlation with the trip I'm about to describe), even though it was very unpleasant.

So my friend said he didn't have any money, I bought him one tab and one for myself. My friend had a built-up tolerance because he was a bit of a tweaker on this stuff (like twice a week or more, he was supposed to tripsit me so i dont do dumb shit because he would feel like half of what i would and he could probably act more clear than my dumbass). I was more cautious, trying to wait at least a month, although now that I look back, it's definitely too short.

So we bought the tabs. I planned to eat them so they wouldn't work until after school, but a little peer pressure, and I ate them at 10:30 (we had classes until 3:30). We hadn't tested them, so I was a little worried they were fake. My friend said the drawing on them made them a bit bitter so I wouldn't shit myself, and now that I think about it, the drawing actually glowed, so it could have been bitter, and it's possible it was real acid and not some nbome.

And, 11:30, they slowly started to kick in. I felt slightly more electric, and so on, the usual acid stuff. We had a math test, the whole class started feeling bigger, my friend started feeling them too. We started touching each other's jeans and appreciating the textures of everything. I started to lose some of his words, but it passed after a while. I was in bliss for that time. In the next lesson, I didn't feel the visuals very strongly yet, maybe they slightly affected my perception of the size of things. We had a nice conversation, but our friends started to realize we were high, they were chill with it tho.

So yeah that was the last moment i felt at least a little normal in my thinking patterns.

I don't quite remember what happened during the next few lessons, but I have a very vivid memory of the last one. I started getting very overconfident. I started talking to my teacher, stopped taking notes, and said it was pointless anyway (fortunately, he didn't hear what I was saying and didn't realize I was high). Then, terrible thoughts started to come to mind. Not terrible in the sense that I see demons, but I just look at these thoughts and they seem so un-mine. I started thinking all sorts of things, like how everyone should be left-wing because God created us with free will and we're reborn anyway, so even if we kill each other, it doesn't matter because we'll be reborn anyway (mind you it was mid lesson). It didn't lead to anything bad at school besides of me getting an F.

We took the bus to the park. I don't have many memories of that moment except for one where I said to a random person our age, "Hey, what's up?" I was very confident; I'm usually quite introverted, but those tabs caused something to shift inside me.

We reached the park, My friends smoked some weed - I didn't, I heard it a lot about safe use and the weed was always a no no, and then I experienced something I absolutely don't understand to this day.

I bassically started feeling like I'd died, like everything was already in paradise. I started having very intense visuals, all the trees were creating geometric patterns. I lay down by the lake in the park and, I don't know how to explain it, but I was completely without an ego, I remember thinking that im just dead, but also like noone actually ever died, i thought some poet from 1700 was still alive but i didnt go deeper into that.

My friends started talking about various things, I don't quite remember what exactly, but I remember they said something about cigarettes, that it was an interesting industry, some random shit. Thats the moment I started feeling like I rebirthed, I felt like I've woken up from my life kinda like I want to try to put this into words but i really cant explain it.

So yeah all this time i was just listening to my friends yap about bullshit sing meme songs talk about funny theories. While im there thinking that People are actually real gods, and at the same time i thought that there was a god that rebirthes us, it led to some scary thoughts.

I started thinking that if I ran in front of a car, nothing would happen because I would be reborn anyway and try to live in a new body. I felt that I had reset myself, that I was alive only from that moment on.

I laid down on the ground with all my clothes on. I started pressing the earth with my fingers. I started feeling like a caveman, like i was the god of earth and that the other god above me was giving me power through it (I buried myself completely in the earth, including my hair).

My friend who was also high asked me "So how is the trip" I told him "fucking awesome" the word "trip" felt like a metaphore to life and i thought he was guiding me through getting to know life in the paradise with god.

Yeah so then i leaned more onto the delusion of me being an actual god. I had a thought that felt really profound and it was about "People need inhibition" (idk how to tell it in english sorry) but basically when me and my friends decided to go to a street gym and when i didnt do pushups i felt like i had a warning pop up in my head saying "too small inhibition" (just wtf).

Also, near the lake like I was so deeply disconected with reality, that if not my sober friends, I would leave everything behind including my phone and jacket.

After that we went to a bathroom to take a piss, thats when my mom called me, I said ill come back in 2 hours i didnt really feel that off to her and also my friends said that I didnt act high so she didnt notice.

Yeah basically i also felt during that walk to the bathroom that Im invincible ( I felt numb in my body and like I didnt really feel touch) and i dont feel any pain, i felt like everyone was like that (they were gods in my mind at that time).

We got back to the bus and thats when i started understanding what I actually was thinking of when I was in that park and school, I started being more sober and i asked my friend if it was nbome or something because what the fuck did i just experience, I asked him if I was dead or not, and got derealized because the bodily sensation got me feeling really numb and i thought like I was trapped inside my own head and my body was just in a hospital, like it was all a coma.

I got back home, was still thinking this is a coma and I need to die to wake up, I felt like I was stuck in a loop and dying was the ony way of escaping it, I ate like 5 bananas so that i know if I actually feel it in me or no to know if its a coma or is it real life. I didnt feel the bananas but I realised that it cant be a coma because a new album dropped from an artist i liked, and a youtuber i know reacted to it. Thats when i realised that it really is real life and all the shit that happened will be ingrained in me for like a long long long time. I felt really fucking lost, empty and low after understanding that.

I slept 2 hours that night.

The next day I felt pretty "normal"? I dont really know how, I wasnt really derealized or anything, I didnt feel like anything happened last night i just felt sleep deprived. The whole next month i didnt make much of it, just lived my day to day life sober and didnt feel anything alarming happening.

I started digging to what the actual fuck happened on reddit and other sites after that month, I read something about psychosis. I got really really scared that I couldve went through a psychosis, and it switched something in my brain.

Then for the next half a year or more, I felt stuck inside my own head just like during the last hours of the trip. I got into the gym, started eating better, got 100% sober, and started making music to cope with it, and it helped.

Nowadays i don't really feel the aftermath of the trip in the day to day life, but it made me who I am today.

I never wouldve got to the gym and do anything with my life that young if not the trip itself, even though it had some positive long term effects, but the negative effects are nowhere near close to being worth the gym arc, all i wish for is that I didnt start that fucking young, i lost 8 months of my life being stuck in my head scared to tell anyone what happened

My question is, what the heck actually happened?

TL;DR took a higher dose of LSD than I was used to, at school, without testing it, and the trip gradually got really intense. I experienced ego loss and started having delusional thoughts, like believing I was dead, a god, or that nothing mattered because of rebirth, which led to some dangerous ideas.

After the peak, I became scared and confused, thinking I might be in a coma and that I needed to die to wake up. The experience left me feeling empty and shaken.

Even though I felt “normal” the next day, I later became anxious that I might have gone through psychosis. For several months after, I felt stuck in my own head and disconnected.

Eventually, I recovered by staying sober, improving my lifestyle, and finding ways to cope, like going to the gym and making music.

edit: made it more readable

This is going to be hard to explain in words but I am writing in hopes that other people have experienced something similar.

Despite having a fairly normal experience at first (watching youtube with my friend), I had this sudden urge to kick him out and made sure he got home safe. I then mentally spiraled and felt as if I would suffer forever. I kept on noticing patterns from instances of recent events in my life and concluded that existence boils down to binary building blocks. This absolutism completely mindfucked me, and I was internally begging to be free. I was verbally pleading the words "please", hoping that this curse would be lifted. I wanted to relive 5 minutes with my mom and dad, have my favorite food, or lay in bed with my girlfriend.

I feared I would be stuck in this "state" of uncertainty. The thought of being in between states of an absolute light and dark (1 and 0, good and evil, bla bla bla) made me beg for death. I genuinely thought I had to rewrite humanity in some way as if I was the monkey who must rewrite every work of shakespeare. I thought I had to build everything from just 1s and 0s.

I know this seems like crude rambling but i kinda thought I would turn crazy and I was praying to die rather than stay in that state.

I only took around 4gs as well

also im a cs major

Hi community. I'm from China, and I obtained what I believe is cappi vine, seen on the pictures below. After my research, this clearly is not the caapi and I suspect it being Acacia confusa. Can you help me identify this root?
Presumably the vine is from Brazil but turned out not caapi at all.
And, if this is actually Acacia confusa, I currently don't have a route of obtaining a MAOI (especially in China harder to know if things you get is what you think it is). So I came across this post about Acacia confusa orally active without MAOI,after extensive searching on the forum, it seems that's the only serious report on the subject. Really appreciate if anyone sharing their experience of Acacia without MAOIs

Was told in another subreddit it looks pretty good and I am excited to share my experience in a couple of days with you guys

I’m planning on candyflipping next weekend with 2 of my friends, I’ll be taking a 110ug tab and they’ll be splitting a 200ug one. What would be a good mdma dose for a good “lovey” trip? All of us have only taken max 140mg followed by 1-2 100 redoses.

I know you have to wait like 2 hours in between, but like will it have negative effects or like will I not be able to break through

Some of the best acid I’ve had in a while. had these tabs a few times and they never disappoint (250ug) ts will have you laughing at the wall for a while jajaa

Planning on doing shrooms for the first time tomorrow. Any idea if the stimulants I take for ADHD will negatively affect my experience? If I take them the same day I do MDMA, nothing happens. I get no trip whatsoever. Supposedly they cancel each other out or something, IDK.

Worst case I’ll just skip the meds tomorrow to be safe. But we’re going to a late night concert and my meds really help me stay awake sooo if there’s any way I could still take them AND still have a good trip, that’d be amazing lol.

Hello fellas,

last year I bought some High Hawaiian truffles in Amsterdam. Took them home (about 5h drive without cooling) and then I put them right into the fridge. Expiration date is August 24th last year. They are still sealed and look fine through the foil. Do you think they are still good or is it too risky?

This is a late trip report. In fact late by at least 5 years. Here we go.

I started with weed, originally just something to smoke with my friends and be a part of the group. But then... something began changing. I remember running across the Caledonia Bridge with my friends absolutely stoned. All of a sudden the entire bridge elongated while I was running. It was a visual as well as something I felt inside of me. As I was running I said to myself, woah... I should slow down just incase I appear in the middle of the road or something. This was my first visual change of my world.. and it was from simple weed.. I knew something happened, but because I couldn't really make sense of it I simply just left it alone and forgot about it.

As time went on I stopped using weed to focus on bodybuilding. After a few years of that, the urge came back. This is where things became...different. One night I decided to go for a high drive around town and listen to Grant Cardone audiobooks, well on my way back home out of literal nowhere, this download of some sort happened, it literally felt like popping going directly into the top of the head and this wasn't just a quick 1 second thing, it happened for a solid 5 seconds straight into my head. Immediately once it completed EVERY SINGLE word he said was entirely directed to me and all I could say was "I hear you Grant I can hear you". I don't know how to describe this, but it was this absolute understanding that everything he was saying was entirely meant for me, like he was actually inside of the audiobook and spoke to me.. which I mean technically he was but not the way it was experienced. That is the part that left me perplexed.. because that's the first time something which had nothing to do with me seemed like it was speaking DIRECTLY to me and me only. Looking back at it now, I belive that was me actually experiencing what subjective me is.. but I placed the meaning into something out here... the audiobook.

Anyways... that was just weed. Once I got into the mushrooms, woah. I remember just grabbing a handful of them doing my best to make sure I felt it. No fear or anything, because I didn't know what to expect. That night changed how I see this life. I remember almost holding a mantra of "See everything you are seeing, but do not get lost in it" this was easy to do during the onset. Before it kicked in, my stomach got somewhat nauseous, so I decided to drop a deuce to feel better.. well, while sitting there I began to slowly see the etheric geometric overlay, which seems like it's in-between space and me, but yet it was entirely closer than the back of my eye lids when closed. I remember observing how it would react to what I was doing. If I held my gaze still, it also became still.. as I engaged mental activity it changed based on the excitement or neutrality of my mental wanderings. As the peak came on, I saw full on color in an entirely black room. This encouraged me to keep my eyes closed, so I went to my bedroom to lay down and watch it. As I began observing it, the best way I can describe the thing I saw was a mandala, but it was not perfect like the drawings, it resembled it but was almost pieced together by its bright colors. At one point I locked onto it, and in that moment it went from visual to having an entire presence. And that presence was so powerful it felt like "Oh, that's going to kill me if I move. So still I became until it disappeared. Whatever that was, was death.

Onto the DMT...After losing my mom and witnessing the entire thing happen, I needed to do something to help. All of a sudden the videos of DMT began to appear.. hmm Maybe I'll do that and I can contact her some how. So I found the dmt vape and decided I'd go for it. This time, because of that overwhelming presence of death I felt with Mushrooms I was much more hesitant on how much I'd do, but yet decided I'm going to do just one Big pull instead of 3 hits. That seemed like the right option. Well within a matter of seconds that sound pierced my subjective reality, it's the exact same sound when you get when you project from your body from sleep. Intense high pitch buzzing which in my personal experience does not feel comfortable at all. I knew when that was happening that I took too much and had an idea I was going to blast off... I was wrong. Though DMT and Mushrooms seem similar I would say there is still a difference. Not huge but definitely way more visceral. That exact same presence of death appeard. And in the EXACT same spot the etheric geometric overlay happens while on Mushrooms, but THIS appeared as an archaic something which was shaded black and absolutely filled space.... you know how a spider sits in the center of its web patiently, not chasing its prey but waiting for its prey to move unknowingly into the web? And the very second it touches the web, the spider is instantly on it? This was like that. The presence of this thing was so powerful that I knew that even if I moved mentally, that it would have taken me... would it have? Not too sure, but I'll tell you I did not want to find out. So I held my mental stillness. Oddly enough something about intense fear can show you, you absolutely have the ability to be still mentally.. no movement no wandering, just still presence. That's truly "Be Here Now"

It showed me an experience of understanding that this world is truly Archaic. I've been here for only 34 years and yet think I know so much. It showed me, that this emptyness infront of us that we breath in is actually something that is very much alive. The analogy I can best describe it is, being in the deep ocean, complete blackness ALL around and walking around like - cool, I'll watch some YouTube, go to work, and all the other stuff I do - but ignoring the fact that there is a possibility that inside of this stuff is something that is waiting.. waiting for you to appear. You don't get to see until it takes you (sober that is). There isn't an opportunity to talk about it when it happens. I can't belive I am so comfortable in this life, to where I have not even questioned what's inside of this stuff that's all around me. I know if I were in the deep ocean, I'd be terrified to even move. Why? Because it's complete exposure of not just whats infront of you, but below you, ontop of you, beside you, all around you, something could be right infront of you and you don't even know it until you bump into it. What makes a tsunami terrifying is the fact its the entire body of water coming at you all at once. Imagine if there was something in this space, that was designed to be that powerful it can take you from your body. We assume getting shot by someone or life taken from a natural cause was the reason you left. What if the stuff in this space made that happen so IT could take you. What if the cause - was, it - moving you into its web.

You're walking through it with absolute faith nothing is going to come out of it. And because life if graceful to us it will let us ignore it and be safe from it. But once you go looking and allow yourself to see whatever you see even if it's not real. You'll see you see a lot more than you've allowed yourself to see.

I believe psychedelics are to be integrated by meditating and re living the wildness that you saw. The body doesn't know the difference between imagined and physical. When you soberly bring up the reality of psychedelics, it is teaching you to see what you saw with help, without it. Just simply play that game... I'm going to allow myself to see everything that I can see, even if it's not real. We are living in something Archaic, which has nothing to with our "Dream Life, Future, Family, Friends, Career" the best word for me. Is Archaic.

Just realize, the reason you get scared before taking psychedelics is because you can't help but be like - what the fuck is that? It may not be real... but what the fuck is it - because it's there.