sweet and loving and so happy to have sprouted. when i look at this photo i feel as if these mushrooms are a part of my family and am so pleased to see them. now, perhaps you feel the same way as this. in my experience with the magical , an alien presence made friends with me i think. that is, i do hope we are friends. the mushroom had a name, exhibited another sort of manifestation which looked like an eight-tentacled floating
eye. this eye spoke, drew me up into itself, and then i began to see through it's vision. what i saw were compound images. i was seeing things like an insect. anyway, out there now are lots of intoxicating philosophies and sacred ideas about the magic mushroom. mckenna said we need to invent a new language. i think this has been happening and continues... in words sometimes way beyond me.
when i took a courageous dose very very many years ago some other worldly intelligent presence decided to be with me. in other words, from the moment i ingested 5 dried grams, the spore creature looked out from within me, as i had looked out from within it. I HAVE NOT BEEN ALONE SINCE THEN. IT HAS BEEN 32 YEARS.
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