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Reconciliation of the text of a book about psychedelics.
    #26989892 - 10/17/20 10:45 AM (3 years, 3 months ago)
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Hello there!
I live in Russia.
In February, my wife and I went to Turkey by car for a vacation. Due to the coronavirus, Georgians closed their borders. I had to spend six months in a foreign country. Out of nothing to do, I started writing an art book. Where the plot is strung on a psychedelic theme. (I wrote earlier, but since this is a thankless task, I have not been engaged in papermaking for seven years). In my opinion, it turned out well. But I don't want to publish only in Russian (although I also plan to publish in Russian). I decided to go international, so all the characters in the book are international. Upon arrival, I gave the book to translate into English. I paid 100 thousand rubles and... it turned out that the translation is complete shit, made by Yandex translator with minimal correction. Lots of grammatical and spelling mistakes. And "bad trip" was translated as "trip's troubles". Phrases are missing from the text. Adaptation to the American language is also not a fountain! I gave the text a divine look for a week, and since I don't know much English, of course, I can't give the book a normal look. I ran out of money. Six months in Turkey completely drained of blood. And I consider it my duty to publish a book. So please. Who is not difficult to see the Chapter from the book in Russian and English. Tell us what you can do about it. Ideally, translate again, but I understand that this is difficult. Maybe someone who knows the American language well will read the book in full and make a reconciliation. The book has 300,000 characters. I'm a ceramic-potter myself, and I'll send you a mug and a bowl with a handmade marijuana leaf.
Below is a Chapter from the book, for example.


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Re: Reconciliation of the text of a book about psychedelics. [Re: budimir]
    #26989898 - 10/17/20 10:48 AM (3 years, 3 months ago)

Chapter 16
MUSHROOMS OF LOVE
They decided not to delay the experiment with mushrooms. Therefore, on their first joint day off, in the morning, each of them ate five grams of dry psilocybin mushroom powder on an empty stomach. Michael was already used to eating it in microdoses, but five grams of powder was very much. Eating that much was harder and nastier than chewing each mushroom as he had done on the island. The powder dried the mucous membranes of the mouth. The taste seemed unbearable because of it. They had to take a sip of water.
"Michael, can’t we make soup out of these mushrooms?" It wouldn't be so disgusting," Ellis asked, wincing.
"I don't know!" Bob said: "You should eat on an empty stomach; I'm not an expert, I thought the powder would be easier to swallow. When I was microdosing I used it as a seasoning, sprinkled eggs with them. As I understand it, with a large dose, it is better not to eat anything other than mushrooms, otherwise it can cause vomiting."
The dried mushroom powder was still eaten.
After half an hour the disgusting mushroom aftertaste was not so annoying, but there were vomiting urges. "Probably because of the water," Michael thought. But after fifteen minutes they were gone. Ellis and Michael were lying on the bed waiting, just in silence. Their faces were relaxed, then gradually began to smile, their eyes were sparkling.
Michael felt slightly high. He found himself looking up at the white ceiling, watching every mound of paint that the painter's roller had left see his mind, and each such mound turned the ceiling into a relief plane, a velvety-looking and living substance, and the color no longer seemed white. Michael could see the sun's rays spreading across the ceiling in bright purple, green, and muted red pastels.
"Ellis, look!" Michael said enthusiastically. "The ceiling is so beautiful!"
Ellis looked up at the ceiling, her gaze froze. She was shocked by the whirlpool of colors of the ordinary white ceiling.
"Do you see, do you see?" Michael persisted.
Ellis was smiling, and slowly, being mesmerized, she said:
"I do! It's so beautiful! Alive! It’s breathing!"
They lay together in silence for a while, each of them withdrawn.
Michael thought about the inevitability of predestination, which he imagined as a huge funnel filled with small light colored balls. A small man was floundering in that funnel from above. Michael understood: "Any movement of the little man will inevitably lead him down to the drain. And if the little man does not move, then he will not go down. But he can't stay still. In this example, it turns out that no matter what you do, the result is already predetermined by the funnel, balls, and gravity.
Life is this funnel. We perform actions that are important in themselves, but not important in their meaning. We don't know the meaning, but any actions bring us closer to it! Then what's the point? Is it in the mind? Or does reason create meaning and move us toward it? So the mind is outside of us? Or is our mind a part of the common mind? It's like the mycelium of a mushroom! Precisely! Mycelium is underground, we can't see it and it doesn't seem to be there. There are fruit bodies on the surface, and they seem to stand apart from each other. But this is one huge organism! The mind is a huge organism, and we are just its fruit bodies. We are all connected by the mycelium, it is not visible, because it is underground, and we are fruit bodies - mushrooms, and it seems to us that we are something important, independent, but without the mycelium, we can only go to the mushroom soup. We can't live without a common mycelium! This is what believers call God!" Michael laughed at his own thoughts.
"I figured it out, Ellis! We are all mushrooms, and our minds are mycelium."
Ellis did not find this idea delusional, since she herself felt completely at one with the world. She was surprised to see her life as a puzzle, where each seemingly insignificant event was well connected with others, and a single picture emerged!
"I want a lot of light!" she exclaimed suddenly.
Completely naked, Ellis ran into a room with panoramic windows overlooking the South side, where there was a lot of sun. The floor felt soft under her feet, and she looked down and there, far away, she saw a carpet of greenery. Incredibly beautiful mushrooms grew everywhere, shimmering with fluorescent colors, peaceful bugs were crawling, flower buds were opening and she could hear charming singing birds.
"Michael, how did we get into the forest?" Ellis asked loudly.
Michael did not see the forest, but the house was unusually nice, warm, and, most importantly, mild, it radiated the joy that Michael greedily absorbed and tears flowing down his cheeks with happiness.
Michael answered Ellis:
"Ellis, this is our home!"
"Is our home a forest?" Ellis asked, looking around ecstatically.
"Our home is a fairy tale! Look how much it loves us!" said Michael, sobbing with tears of joy.
"Yes! Yes! I see!"
Ellis went to the music center and turned the music on.
And suddenly, the house was filled with magical sounds, they carried away the consciousness in the euphoria of the dance. Ellis was spinning around the room, and Michael couldn't take his eyes off her, mesmerized. She was so beautiful in the movement of the dance. Music made a goddess out of Ellis, breathing pure love into space. She was shining orange and it was the color of love. Michael laughed out loud, because he realized one very simple thing: "Happiness is love!"
Michael slowly came up to Ellis and touched her shoulder with his hand. Ellis stopped, and Michael pulled her gently into his arms. They touched each other, and their naked bodies seemed to be woven from downy threads with a light cape. They greedily touched their hands and could not enjoy each other's touch. Their hands felt more sensitive. The palms and fingers tactilely felt the beauty, which was manifested in the form of a thin, delicate air substance.
"I didn't expect you to be so beautiful," Michael said.
"Are you kidding, Michael? I don’t deserve you!"
"And I don’t deserve you! We both don’t deserve each other!" Michael laughed.
"How's that?" Ellis didn’t understand.
"It means that I will try to deserve you, and you will try to deserve me. But in each other's eyes, we are perfect!"
Indeed, to each other they were the perfection of beauty.
Their embrace turned into a weird dance of two naked bodies. The music dissolved their minds into a floating, flowing substance, where it joined them in a single pulse of rhythm. They looked at each other longingly, enjoying the glowing colors that shimmered on their bodies and faces.
Ellis and Michael slowly sank down on the carpet and merged in sexual ecstasy. Surprisingly, all the sensations were sublime and far from sex in the usual sense. It was a profound religious experience! Where the soul got to the heavenly divine worlds! Where nothing resembled life on earth. Here everything flowed with refined joy! They have entered the realm of light, pure, all-embracing love! And then, Michael, as if an influx from the depths of the universe, an incoming wave got covered with the orgasm. It was as if a thousand suns flashed, and the universe bloomed into one huge, bright flower. Physical pleasure paled before the feeling of happiness that the soul experienced. He touched God; he felt that earth Ellis was only a projection of the goddess Ellis, and he knew the highest joy, because he deserved, because he was also a God! Instead of a scream, Michael was laughing uncontrollably, and he couldn't and didn't want to stop, tears of incredible happiness were streaming from his eyes. The orgasm went on and on and on. Michael waited for Ellis.
The orgasm exploded in her mind, completely transforming her body into some ethereal prominences that scattered, illuminating the entire space of the world. She was no longer Ellis; she was pure light.
The orgasm lasted forever. They were bathing in it. States of the highest divinity were revealed to them. The convulsions of the connected bodies accelerated. The frequency of consciousness became so high that time seemed to stop, the peak of pleasure did not end. The two of them dissolved into each other, eating the nectar of divine love. There was complete confidence that they could stay there forever, but there was an understanding that they needed to return, that there were still tasks that needed to be solved, so that, at another level and another time again to plunge into the ocean of endless orgasm! Pleasure ceased to be uniform, it was as if the waves covered and let go. Consciousness seemed to plunge into bliss, filling their bodies with ecstasy in love, and then let go, emerging into the ordinary world! That contrast was stunning, showing how beautiful the world they lived in was, to return to it with new emotions, with a new understanding of life.
As the ocean of orgasm gradually receded, Michael and Ellis saw a world full of love around them! It turns out that he was always like this, but now, as if the scales fell from his eyes.
"Michael, I feel like I've been born again! I am innocent and chaste! Could that orgasm do this to me?" Ellis was amazed.
Michael was caressing Ellis’ body with his hands; he could not have enough of her, he cried with happiness, not believing that the world could be so beautiful. Then he was not afraid to return to his old life, knowing that it would give him billions of happy moments. Michael was grateful to the universe for connecting him with Ellis, who turned out to be the goddess of love, and the whole world was filled with love for him!
He felt the waves of orgasm continue to roll in and cover him. Michael didn't know what to do with it. At first, he allowed them to consume him. Surprisingly, there was no ejaculation. Michael noticed that those waves were not so strong and no longer carried to the divine worlds. Nevertheless, they continued, and Michael stopped paying attention to them, only small convulsions passing through his body said that another wave had overtaken him.
"I keep having orgasms," he told Ellis.
"Here's your wish! You wanted a universal orgasm? Get it!"
"Yes, I did! I don't regret it at all, but I'm filled with happiness and gratitude to the world right now. And of course, I am immensely grateful to you, my love!"


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