BeefExtreme said:

But totally I hear you. Even at your lowest point you should have room to carry a few stones for other people...

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mushboy said:

I just bought a $70 Lego mushroom set



Fucking expensive ass legos

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Damn Legos cost more than good genetics!

Lo-Z said:

mushboy said:

I just bought a $70 Lego mushroom set



Fucking expensive ass legos

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Damn Legos cost more than good genetics!

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Nokumana said:

Today I was blessed with a good night's sleep and a day off from work. After a doctor's appointment in the morning I decided that all the pieces had lined up perfectly for a little mushroom journey and I had a little solo ceremony.

0.7g of Charlie Brown put me exactly where I needed to be. The universal truth: the medicine gives us what we need, not what we want or ask for. And sometimes it doesn't matter what amount you take. This relatively small dose had me absolutely dialed.

Feeling expansive and grateful for this community, all my friends, the medicine I was able to grow for myself, for BEEF who taught me to grow it, and for sunny days like this one.

Peace and love, y'all.

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mushboy said:

I just bought a $70 Lego mushroom set



Fucking expensive ass legos

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skrimplet said:

Call me sick, but to me, the people who can say "just don't be depressed!" and then do that are masters at self-repression. I don't understand how it's possible, but it seems like it's what society wants you to do before you can call yourself valuable.

I lost my dad when I found out I was pregnant with my daughter. Well, he's still alive, but falling pregnant made me understand how insane his abuse of me was. I asked him to apologize, and for a full year he doubled and tripled down that the only mistake he ever made was letting me escape. Then, my family began telling stories about his evil behavior against my mom and everyone in his life that he doesn't apologize for, either. I can never speak to him again; it's just not safe. I'm so aware that he is aging, and will need someone to care for him in his old age. I thought my dad was a good man. I just wanted to love him. I just want to love him, but he is a bad, bad man.

I always say, "kids don't just do drugs," when the conversation of severe punishments of adolescents experimenting with drugs.... but I guess you could extrapolate that onto adults, too. I think crossing the line from buying shrooms for a trip to cultivating to make your home the source, I don't think someone *just* does that. I think we're looking for a way to fundamentally understand that the world makes sense: a belief that is the birthright if every child and that is shattered by unreconciled trauma.

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mushboy said:

I just bought a $70 Lego mushroom set



Fucking expensive ass legos

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Jealous. Too bad those caps aren't made of triangles, I'd have asked for a wedge

skrimplet said:

Call me sick, but to me, the people who can say "just don't be depressed!" and then do that are masters at self-repression. I don't understand how it's possible, but it seems like it's what society wants you to do before you can call yourself valuable.

I lost my dad when I found out I was pregnant with my daughter. Well, he's still alive, but falling pregnant made me understand how insane his abuse of me was. I asked him to apologize, and for a full year he doubled and tripled down that the only mistake he ever made was letting me escape. Then, my family began telling stories about his evil behavior against my mom and everyone in his life that he doesn't apologize for, either. I can never speak to him again; it's just not safe. I'm so aware that he is aging, and will need someone to care for him in his old age. I thought my dad was a good man. I just wanted to love him. I just want to love him, but he is a bad, bad man.

I always say, "kids don't just do drugs," when the conversation of severe punishments of adolescents experimenting with drugs.... but I guess you could extrapolate that onto adults, too. I think crossing the line from buying shrooms for a trip to cultivating to make your home the source, I don't think someone *just* does that. I think we're looking for a way to fundamentally understand that the world makes sense: a belief that is the birthright if every child and that is shattered by unreconciled trauma.

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BeefExtreme said:

eyyyyy ras is back.  Welcome back doot.  How was the thing anyway? Hope we helped.

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Rock solid. Rolled around on a giant neon elephant throwing pop up dance parties. Wore out lithop's dance incantation. Fixed some engines. Got dusty. Ate a hot dog through a glory hole. Accidentally ghosted ke$ha cause our elephant car got stolen by the french. And tripped a very responsible number of balls.

But truly it was lovely. I was very lucky to roll with the group I did, a couple dozen very excellent people. You could take away all the glowing lights and acid and it still would have been a treat to work that crew.



Got back and immediately copped a tractor from the craigslist free section with the goal of turning it into a gigantic robot crab. Price was right. Funny that my bike got jacked the next night, seems the universe has an unspoken rule about the number of stupid vehicles I'm allowed to possess at once.

Quote:

You ever meet someone who tells you to smile?

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