Lostkeys
Rising Star
I don't even know where to start, so I suppose the best place would be the beginning.
The story spans the entirety of my life, but I'll try to keep things simple lest I risk presenting only boredom. My earliest years were spent in the care of my grandmother, and my Pentecostal minister grandfather. As such, religion was paramount in our lives, and I came to know more of the bible by the time I was five than most of the bible thumpers I've encountered in the years since. As a natural seeker of knowledge, it was only a matter of time until I began questioning what had been a fundamental cornerstone of my life. This was around the age of puberty, and considering it's not unusual for teens to rebel against their authority figures, it shouldn't be surprising that this was reflected through religious beliefs.
I "dabbled" into Wicca for a bit, but quickly came to question the truth of what I was reading. This lead to Qabalah, which I believe to be the closest religion has brought me to finding the answers I sought. I then truly discovered the mystical joys, and harsh lessons of the entheogens.
Upon having a fun and slightly spiritual experience with psilocybin, I became obsessed with the mushroom. After seeking them out to little avail, it became clear that if I wanted to return to that state, I'd have to take matters into my own hands... cultivation became my hobby. I became active in the shroomery forums, and there learned the ways of the mushroom cultivator. The journeys I've experienced through the highs and lows of my psyche have left me at what I believe is the brink of some greater understanding. At the very least they've allowed me the briefest glimpse into the mind of a higher power.
This brings me to the present. It has been a almost a years since my last trip into the void, I've spent the time reflecting on life, and I feel the next step is approaching. I'm here to learn what I can about the spirit molecule, and hopefully gain the knowledge and the courage to gaze full on into the mind of what I can only consider God.
The story spans the entirety of my life, but I'll try to keep things simple lest I risk presenting only boredom. My earliest years were spent in the care of my grandmother, and my Pentecostal minister grandfather. As such, religion was paramount in our lives, and I came to know more of the bible by the time I was five than most of the bible thumpers I've encountered in the years since. As a natural seeker of knowledge, it was only a matter of time until I began questioning what had been a fundamental cornerstone of my life. This was around the age of puberty, and considering it's not unusual for teens to rebel against their authority figures, it shouldn't be surprising that this was reflected through religious beliefs.
I "dabbled" into Wicca for a bit, but quickly came to question the truth of what I was reading. This lead to Qabalah, which I believe to be the closest religion has brought me to finding the answers I sought. I then truly discovered the mystical joys, and harsh lessons of the entheogens.
Upon having a fun and slightly spiritual experience with psilocybin, I became obsessed with the mushroom. After seeking them out to little avail, it became clear that if I wanted to return to that state, I'd have to take matters into my own hands... cultivation became my hobby. I became active in the shroomery forums, and there learned the ways of the mushroom cultivator. The journeys I've experienced through the highs and lows of my psyche have left me at what I believe is the brink of some greater understanding. At the very least they've allowed me the briefest glimpse into the mind of a higher power.
This brings me to the present. It has been a almost a years since my last trip into the void, I've spent the time reflecting on life, and I feel the next step is approaching. I'm here to learn what I can about the spirit molecule, and hopefully gain the knowledge and the courage to gaze full on into the mind of what I can only consider God.
