It's funny, I didn't think that you were delimiting my experience, but I may have had prose in my response that appears as though I did. If that were the case, it's likely subconscious, and brought about by something very specific; a friend who is also a psychedelic guide and has some therapy background said to me "you're not as sick as you think you are," to which I can only chuckle. I found it to be a bold claim for the short amount of time he has known me, how we haven't been around each other that much, and that he doesn't really know too much about my past, as well as only seeing what I want him to see because we're around each other so little. The Springs and Summers I've spent incessantly crying are very indicative to me. All the same, I shared the above to show why it is hard for me to be able to access what the magnitude of severity might actually be.

And yes, it really can, and I understand that more and more everyday... Fortunately I have plenty of changa!   Which I will say is medicinal and not escapist; DMT and harmalas have been clear that I cannot escape within them and I don't want to escape either.

And thank you so much for the kindness, the kind words, and the grooves.

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