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When I was tripping like a bitch on benadryl one day, frying myself alive, I was watchng all my friends and just watching..and thinking...
I'm in a place deep inside one's mind, a place where I can hide, A place discretely benign, A place depleted, highly displaced, disorganized, replaced.
devoid, lacking all you care for, a place I embrace for inebriated discrace for what I believe is highly destroyed, mocked, overun with what is sugar coated,
a place made to control those who do not know they are being controlled, till they die, they cannot turn back, that place inside of them, brainwashed since
time began, zombies, a place inside their mind, a religion inside them all. A place I turn in sudden embarassment, from ridicule, intermened ludicrous, a place
inside all your minds, a place made up, I observe inside your minds in uproaring laughter, an entity uninmaginable, an ethereal drunkeness that cannot be
avoided, this is all of our realities..
This place I cannot escape, shunned and berieved selfish, derived by all those I know, this abyss deep inside of me screaming violently, I do not resemble
or approve of what I created in me, or ask anyone to do any favors, would I be selfish to yearn for all those to let me walk in my reality that I created, the world
you summoned, that I approve, that is chaos, all destroyed, severe immolation, cannot bypass what you imagine, your belief, the greatest fabrication in the universe..