It is safe to assume that those who exploring this wonderful site are most likely experimenting with drugs and are somewhere in the process of exploring/enhancing the human experience and ruining their lives.
It is safe to assume that those who exploring this wonderful site are most likely experimenting with drugs and are somewhere in the process of exploring/enhancing the human experience and ruining their lives. In the end, years of drug abuse teach the user one important lesson and that is that life is much better without drugs, the irony is that this can only be truly realized through the use of drugs, shrooms being by far the most philosophical in nature, hence, the most helpful in attaining an understanding of the underlying realities of the world surrounding them. This occured to me after ingesting an eighth of cubensis with a friend along with many other "revelations" after the laugh your ass off phase.
I remember the time quite well, we were driving around the city and I recall a beautiful stream of thoughts flowing through my brain and running down my spinal chord like a waterfall, the thoughts dissipating into my nerves like small rivers and streams, my body being the earth, psilocybin mother nature, and my own mind was god. The thoughts were so clear i could not only feel them but see them as if reality itself were some sort of hologram. I came to understand the beauty of life by juxtaposing the primitive nature of man with all that it has created and accomplished. I envisioned some primitive form of homosapien with a newborn consiousness in the process of evolution overwhelmed by the world surrounding him. This being did not know what to do with himself other than to eat and sleep. Somewhere along the way he ingested a mushroom that helped to guide him. The problem was the path was not clear and to say the rightness or wrongness of any particular way of life could only be dictated by god. Shortly afterwards, I felt a need to be alone, so I went home and walked down to a little smoke spot down by the river and started smoking some herb in hopes of reliving the beautiful feeling I had felt but it was long gone. I now felt as if I was in Africa and I began to hear monkeys chanting and all sorts of madness. I remember thinking, "Did I just hear a fucking monkey" then I heard another one confirming it, although this may have been a chimpanzzee. "Holy shit, Im hearing monkeys" I thought and immediatly went home. At this point I was near the end of the trip and began to piece together what I had experienced in the previous 3.5 hours, trying to make some sense of it. The story of Adam & Eve came to mind.
Needless to say this was a pretty cool trip, and I somehow related it with the never ending struggle that humans face in coping with the paradoxical world surrounding them. In the midst of the madness most make seemingly bad decisions that negatively affect their lives and the most common is drug and alcohol abuse. The search for meaning in life is neverending and it is rooted in almost all thoughts and actions unconsiously. Some drugs dull this feeling, some bring it to life, some do a little bit of both. It is up to the individual to create their own happiness, and the best way to do this is to live in accordance with some religion, but mainly in accordance with ones own unique personal qualities, feelings, and ambitions, with little mind payed to what others think. Best of Luck.-OZA-