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Some friends and I had a light dose (had to drive and decided to be responsible as it was our first time tripping in public) and went out into a forest - all wonder and majesty - where are we? this world we are in is something entirely different than what we see. The trees were speaking, the ground moved like a giant serpent, swirling, spinning, hypnotizing us with its dance - the dance of a million, shimmering spirits shedding vibrations of energy as they moved ... no words can describe what we felt, because there are no words to describe the experience - how futile and limiting the english language is.
Anyways, we went for a walk through the forest (got a little lost) and we were surrounded by mushrooms of all shapes and sizes and we spent the entire trip moving from one mushroom colony to another, getting down on their level (which resulted with a leach on my friends hand) and seeing the mushrooms world - we were all very respectful and tried our hardest not to step on any shrooms. they are amazing. truly.
and as we made our way back to the circle of trees where we had left our chairs and so forth, a friend of mine said, "Smurfs!" And we all turned and said, "Yes?"
And here it is: The Smurfs lived in mushrooms. Gargamel was bent on finding and eating Smurfs, he had all his will power and life devoted to this one task - now ... Smurfs are blue, Psilocybin is blue - god damn Gargamel was a wizard eh? fucken tripper, non?
So the moral to this trip was, I'd eat a fucking smurf any time. hehehe