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Long time ago...

Back in the early '70s, I "discovered" Psilocybe cubensis growing quite liberally in East Texas Here is an excerpt of the journal I am writing: [Over the next 2 years, I tripped on 'shrooms regularly.



Back in the early '70s, I "discovered" Psilocybe cubensis growing
quite liberally in East Texas Here is an excerpt of the
journal I am writing:

[Over the next 2 years, I tripped on 'shrooms regularly. I had no desire to do them any more than what I would call "occaisionally". Once or twice a month as an average. I had several profound trips, and a few that I would call life-changing. One in particular I will recount.

I had ingested several fresh mushrooms, and that night - my date, the party, life in general, etc... - had not gone well. I decided to leave and found solace in my Dad's Chevy Nomad under the quiet of many large oak trees.

I felt profound agony, gut-wrenching agony, at my life, the world, the state of mankind - it all seemed so hopeless. I wept bitterly for at least an hour as I laid on the back seat of the wagon. I don't believe I had ever cried so hard in my life. I thought to myself: "This is one baaad trip!"

Then, there was a "tapping on my shoulder". At least, that's the best way to describe it. A girl - I think - told me that it was okay and that lot's of people felt the same way. She showed me that they had the same Love for this earth and it's people - a Love like I had never known existed - and a Love for me.

This was not "love" as in sex or "eros". This was Love, as in "agape". Boundless, unconditional and holy. In that time and space, I realized I was not alone, but shared a commonality with a myriad of whom I can only call my brothers and sisters. Other than the "girl", there were no individual entities... just a world full of friends.

Soon, I felt that I was projected into "orbit". I could see "threads of light" joining one brother/sister to another. It was like seeing the earth gilded with an illuminated "web" made of light. It was truly beatiful. I also knew that the points of emination/termination of these "threads" were people just like me... more or less. The threads themselves were the Love "energy" tying us together. This was the spiritual "glue" of all creation. This *was* the reason for being. To this day, I not only remember them, but I "rejoin" with them when I can... or need to.]

I rarely trip these days, but I always remember the message
of "the girl" and that summer's night in East Texas.

chaldeon



chaldeon

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