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I found these writings upon a cave wall while wilderness hiking.
Salvia 10x, HBWR(12), Cannabis, Meditation(4 hours).
My last Psychedelic Journey.
I felt surrounded by entities/ghosts/angels/demons ??? I didn't know who these astral beings to be, but they came pouring into my soul from Salvia hyper space. They WANTED something, NEEDED something...but what is this *THING* I must turn over to them at all costs? Money?...drugs?... Life?...Love/Hate/forgiveness?... the more I tried to understand them, the less they could communicate their desires to me. But one emotion got through to my enfeebled, yet expanding cloud of a mind. *HuNgeR* Hunger for that which I could not give, or Should/Must not let fall into their power. Panic sets in.....Escape? There is no escape....all shall end, the forces from within the portal have won...
And then, from a distance not to be measured, but rather felt.....A separation of self from that *THING* that binds. Binds the essence of your true inner child to a life of hunger.............
My eyes open.
A Diamond is born unto this fissure of time and space.
My eyes open.
The hunger has faded...
-------------------- How does a nice dose of democracy up your ass sound?
Oh, and please enjoy your new freedom if you happen to survive....