I have had awesome-wonderful experiences with a pipefull of liana bark,on a medium dose of psilocybe mushrooms,one in particular i will remember,is when around comedown,i inhaled the smoke,deeply,and closed my eyes in awe of the ecstasy it gave me,and there,in deep space saw this row with ghostly lit faces of african tribal, women with smoke coming out of their mouths, and eyes closed in ecstatic expression,just like myself,simultaniantly.
They looked *sculpturesque,but the smoke slowly drifting from their parted lips,told me they where very much alive and enjoying a decent puff.
It was the kind of smoke you dont want to let go of,because it is soo good,and 5 minutes,maybe ten,you surface,and realise theres still smoke in your lunges.And thats when you have the cough-purge of the month,its tough,but its good,the kind of cough that makes you a man,or a woman,if thats your cup of tea.
*Sculpturesque,statuesque.
They looked *sculpturesque,but the smoke slowly drifting from their parted lips,told me they where very much alive and enjoying a decent puff.
It was the kind of smoke you dont want to let go of,because it is soo good,and 5 minutes,maybe ten,you surface,and realise theres still smoke in your lunges.And thats when you have the cough-purge of the month,its tough,but its good,the kind of cough that makes you a man,or a woman,if thats your cup of tea.
*Sculpturesque,statuesque.
:d