Mr.Peabody
Rising Star
I began my day in a solitary car ride to one of the areas in the wilderness that people seldom seem to go. I had been to this place many times, but had never been able to enjoy a good trip in the woods. So, I had the day off, it was sunny, I had two dogs that love hiking and a handful of freshly picked psilocybe cyanescens. What more could any psychonaut ask for?
For whatever the reason, I felt on edge on my way out. My heart jumped with every cop car I saw, and my dogs were annoying the hell out of me. I kept wondering if I made the right choice to head out on my own to the woods. I have done it before, and I am a seasoned tripper, but the anxiety was still there.
When I arrived I downed my shrooms and headed off on the trail. I knew the area I was headed for, which was about a mile and a half away. When I arrived to this spot on the river there was a bit of overcast clouds that hung low and socked in the valley. By this time I was already feeling the tryptamine spirit take me over.
It was at this very moment the clouds lifted, the sun shined bright and the valley bloomed for me. The leaves on the trees proclaimed it a season of change with leaves of bright orange yellows and reds. My heart pumped molecules of magic through my veins.
I knew this was the place I needed to be. It was the place I was meant to be, for it was a place meant for me.
I was a bit tired so I found a lovely downed tree that was resting on a sand bar. The tree was covered in soft moss and I found the perfect spot for me to lie. I spent a while with my eyes closed, graced by wonderful and profound visions. At the very moment I felt that I might transcend to another realm my dag startled me by trying to run off with a branch that happened to be the end of the tree I was laying on! I took this as a sign that I should have some fun with my pups. I found myself rolling with laughter at how silly the two crazy creatures appeared trouncing and bounding through the water.
I feel after a few years of tripping I have hit a new plane. My last few trips have been the most productive and profound. This trip let me work though a lot of things I had been dealing with, and let my mind truly expand to many possibilities. Being in this old growth forest alone was a truly divine experience. I felt the spirit of this place. The trees called to me. The water sang to me. The light breeze lifted my spirit to new heights.
This was it! I stood on the Earth and existed. I felt this burning fire in me, “I AM ALIVE!!”
This was a truly beautiful moment, spent in an unimaginably beautiful place.
I reached a state of mind where I ceased to make decisions. I had nowhere to be, nothing pressing. I could do as I pleased; this was the taste of pure freedom. I knew when it was time to leave, I’d leave. When I left, I didn’t make the choice, I merely flowed with the energy of the place as a leaf in the river.
When it was time to go, I was quite sad to leave that place. It hurt me to leave this place made of pure magic. I felt as though I was leaving a beloved family member, with no idea when we might meet again. But I knew it was time. It was time to move on to other adventures.
On my way in I had walked with my pistol on my side, fearing a mountain lion may want to attack me or my dogs. I came to this place fearing the police, as sign of my paranoia. When I walked out, I threw my gun in my bag. I knew I wouldn’t need it. I don’t know how, but somehow I knew everything would be fine. This feeling of ease has followed me to this day. I can’t explain it, but I have lived with so much paranoia and fear, and it is gone. What a wonderful feeling!
I was greatly privileged to experience that place, on that day, and I am eternally thankful. I was able to take in the power and majesty of the forest for a small slice of time. That slice will always exist. It was a moment of perfection which will live in me. I left a small part of myself on that place, an imprint, and the forest gave me a small part of itself.
For whatever the reason, I felt on edge on my way out. My heart jumped with every cop car I saw, and my dogs were annoying the hell out of me. I kept wondering if I made the right choice to head out on my own to the woods. I have done it before, and I am a seasoned tripper, but the anxiety was still there.
When I arrived I downed my shrooms and headed off on the trail. I knew the area I was headed for, which was about a mile and a half away. When I arrived to this spot on the river there was a bit of overcast clouds that hung low and socked in the valley. By this time I was already feeling the tryptamine spirit take me over.
It was at this very moment the clouds lifted, the sun shined bright and the valley bloomed for me. The leaves on the trees proclaimed it a season of change with leaves of bright orange yellows and reds. My heart pumped molecules of magic through my veins.
I knew this was the place I needed to be. It was the place I was meant to be, for it was a place meant for me.
I was a bit tired so I found a lovely downed tree that was resting on a sand bar. The tree was covered in soft moss and I found the perfect spot for me to lie. I spent a while with my eyes closed, graced by wonderful and profound visions. At the very moment I felt that I might transcend to another realm my dag startled me by trying to run off with a branch that happened to be the end of the tree I was laying on! I took this as a sign that I should have some fun with my pups. I found myself rolling with laughter at how silly the two crazy creatures appeared trouncing and bounding through the water.
I feel after a few years of tripping I have hit a new plane. My last few trips have been the most productive and profound. This trip let me work though a lot of things I had been dealing with, and let my mind truly expand to many possibilities. Being in this old growth forest alone was a truly divine experience. I felt the spirit of this place. The trees called to me. The water sang to me. The light breeze lifted my spirit to new heights.
This was it! I stood on the Earth and existed. I felt this burning fire in me, “I AM ALIVE!!”
This was a truly beautiful moment, spent in an unimaginably beautiful place.
I reached a state of mind where I ceased to make decisions. I had nowhere to be, nothing pressing. I could do as I pleased; this was the taste of pure freedom. I knew when it was time to leave, I’d leave. When I left, I didn’t make the choice, I merely flowed with the energy of the place as a leaf in the river.
When it was time to go, I was quite sad to leave that place. It hurt me to leave this place made of pure magic. I felt as though I was leaving a beloved family member, with no idea when we might meet again. But I knew it was time. It was time to move on to other adventures.
On my way in I had walked with my pistol on my side, fearing a mountain lion may want to attack me or my dogs. I came to this place fearing the police, as sign of my paranoia. When I walked out, I threw my gun in my bag. I knew I wouldn’t need it. I don’t know how, but somehow I knew everything would be fine. This feeling of ease has followed me to this day. I can’t explain it, but I have lived with so much paranoia and fear, and it is gone. What a wonderful feeling!
I was greatly privileged to experience that place, on that day, and I am eternally thankful. I was able to take in the power and majesty of the forest for a small slice of time. That slice will always exist. It was a moment of perfection which will live in me. I left a small part of myself on that place, an imprint, and the forest gave me a small part of itself.
