I tried to post this journal the other morning at 5:13 am but in the time it took me to write the journal, dev. art switched into view-only maintenance mode.... the SOBs. haha
well anywase it went something like this:
Its 5:13 am and im am just coming down from my trip. I ate some mushrooms tonight. It was amazing, I feel almost like i have never tripped before. It was so intense, and by the time I got to the point where I could form coehisive thoughts, I was diving deep into my unconcious self. I brought up many fears that needed to be brought up and realized (althought probly not permanently, these thoughts of grandeur usually go through a phase and change within a month or two).. I realized that almost all of our fears are so very inconsequential. I knew this before, but facing them with my mushroomed out imagination brought them to life. Insecurites dont matter, and life really is how you create it. Fear brings more fear, self caused depression brings more depression, and you basically create your reality.
Non related to this tripping experience I want to share a little story with all of you people out there reading this that I do not know. It realtes to the trip;
A few years ago i was visiting my father, he lives on the beach in florida. At the time I was thinking hard, mostly about lucid dreaming. To any who dont know what it is, it's when people realize they are dreaming and therfore gain controll of what they are dreaming. At the time I was also going through somewhat of a psychotic episode; thinking that all of reality is just a dream. Anywase..... one of those days (With my mind mostly on lucid dreaming) I watched "The Sphere" accidentally on the TV. It is a movie where people find an alien relic, and after they go inside of this relic, reality manifests itself to form to their particular thoughts (example: The actor was afraid of scary fish, so in reality an angler fish appeared and snapped at his mask).
Just after this movie I took a bike ride down the boarwalk considering is life was just a dream... not even two minutes later, I passed a couple walking, and the only words I heard coming out of the lady's mouth was verbatum "An existance of your own Creation".
My goodness, life is not what I thought it would be when I was a child.