around midnight, me and my friend decided to pop shrooms. right when we reached our peak, we started toking some red rooster. this is when it got crazy. my eyez just shut and i started travelling to all kinds of places, all in my mind. once in a while, i would just scream out at the top of my lung and laugh my head off to relieve the intensity. all thru the trip, me and my friend were communicating telepathically. we knew exactly what the other one was thinking about. i think we send our thoughts out everyday but we just don't know how to receive other people's thoughts. and the mushrooms are our teachers. if we take enough time with the shrooms, they will teach us how to master this skill and use it while we're sober.
i have tripped many times and every trip, i learn more and more about what our brain is capable of. during this trip, we were able to time travel to the past and to the future of our present life. i think we could even travel to our past and future lives if our doses were higher.
i have had good trips and i've had bad ones. i think this is our mind visiting heaven and visiting hell. if we shroom out on a week where we've done more bad than good, that is probably the reason we have bad trips. once we're in hell, we are trapped there and we suffer until we've served our time. and heaven is eternity in peace and harmony.