So I am in Florida with my family. Yesterday, after a terribly long day, I had the chance to get away. Mushrooms!
I ingested four grams of Koh Samui(which I highly recommend) and proceeded to the beach. It was by far the most naturific trip I have had. We are on a pretty secluded beach, and the few people that were out and about were chasing crabs quite a ways down. I soon forgot they even existed. It is also the season when sea turtles come to shore to lay their eggs so there are light restrictions in the city. The restrictions definitely helped me forget that the city was even there. The waves seemed to speak in a language older than time itself. The were conversing with the breeze who was carrying orders from the moon. The moon itself was dancing and swaying to the music of the Universe. Little hermit crabs were poking their beady little eyes out of the sand, hopping up on shore to pay homage to the moon, then retreating back to their safe haven away from the men with nets. I stood out in the dark water and felt the flow of the ocean. I went out far enough for the water to reach my chest and just relaxed my body, letting Mother Nature show me her true power.
It was pretty magical. It's so nice when your wavelength matches the Creator's for just that split moment in time. Everything was just so beautiful last night; I feel like I was meant to take that trip. Even though in my description I embraced the typical explanations and observations of a psychonaut, I hope you enjoyed reading it. I enjoyed experiencing it...
Anyone else with beach tripping experiences?
I ingested four grams of Koh Samui(which I highly recommend) and proceeded to the beach. It was by far the most naturific trip I have had. We are on a pretty secluded beach, and the few people that were out and about were chasing crabs quite a ways down. I soon forgot they even existed. It is also the season when sea turtles come to shore to lay their eggs so there are light restrictions in the city. The restrictions definitely helped me forget that the city was even there. The waves seemed to speak in a language older than time itself. The were conversing with the breeze who was carrying orders from the moon. The moon itself was dancing and swaying to the music of the Universe. Little hermit crabs were poking their beady little eyes out of the sand, hopping up on shore to pay homage to the moon, then retreating back to their safe haven away from the men with nets. I stood out in the dark water and felt the flow of the ocean. I went out far enough for the water to reach my chest and just relaxed my body, letting Mother Nature show me her true power.
It was pretty magical. It's so nice when your wavelength matches the Creator's for just that split moment in time. Everything was just so beautiful last night; I feel like I was meant to take that trip. Even though in my description I embraced the typical explanations and observations of a psychonaut, I hope you enjoyed reading it. I enjoyed experiencing it...
Anyone else with beach tripping experiences?