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Rising Star
Hello, whoever the heck is who!
A long time ago, I smoked some bud at a music festival that friends told would taste like strong chemicals. It was the most beautiful brown sugar taste imaginable. The setting being a campground with hundreds of tents, I imagined I was in a Roman cavalry encampment of old. I smoked more and felt stonedddd. The grass was trampled from hundreds of festival goers of past and present years, but soon its beauty showed. It was dancing. Alive. I obeyed McKenna's mantra, "One more hit!" and then recognized my girl Lucy instantly. One more. Lucy began to warp and I got paranoid thinking I was killing myself. There was an Egyptian feel. I was/am a huge Egyptology fanatic... lol. All gone. 3 minutes had elapsed. I definitely didn't penetrate the chrysanthemum... just gazed upon it
Fast forward months later. Slipped down the hole and fell through the pit of matrix mind for what felt like a lifetime. And then there were elves. And then there were ancestors. What proceeded was some serious Gaspar Noe shit/ last episode of "Lost" shit.
Two days later, I took a couple MASSIVE hash dabs and went on to discuss Terence McKenna and related topics for a couple hours... Suddenly, I heard my text tone, looked at my phone and then "John Dies at the End" made perfect sense...
Where to from here, Jedi masters?
The Dude abides
Spag Heddy - Permanent
A long time ago, I smoked some bud at a music festival that friends told would taste like strong chemicals. It was the most beautiful brown sugar taste imaginable. The setting being a campground with hundreds of tents, I imagined I was in a Roman cavalry encampment of old. I smoked more and felt stonedddd. The grass was trampled from hundreds of festival goers of past and present years, but soon its beauty showed. It was dancing. Alive. I obeyed McKenna's mantra, "One more hit!" and then recognized my girl Lucy instantly. One more. Lucy began to warp and I got paranoid thinking I was killing myself. There was an Egyptian feel. I was/am a huge Egyptology fanatic... lol. All gone. 3 minutes had elapsed. I definitely didn't penetrate the chrysanthemum... just gazed upon it
Fast forward months later. Slipped down the hole and fell through the pit of matrix mind for what felt like a lifetime. And then there were elves. And then there were ancestors. What proceeded was some serious Gaspar Noe shit/ last episode of "Lost" shit.
Two days later, I took a couple MASSIVE hash dabs and went on to discuss Terence McKenna and related topics for a couple hours... Suddenly, I heard my text tone, looked at my phone and then "John Dies at the End" made perfect sense...
Where to from here, Jedi masters?
The Dude abides
Spag Heddy - Permanent