When you find that you have been taken to the same place, time after time, and you decide that truth is transparent with no alternatives, how do you keep going back? I find that Mushrooms make me responsible for everything, so if things are going bad, I am not happy.
I love the beauty that they offer me, but the paranoia, that I believe is real, is non-relenting. I want so badly to go back to that paradise that they offer, but, as Huxley put it, there is Heaven and Hell. I find that I am alone and Godlike without the capability of changing the parameters. I so badly want to revisit the paradise, but fear I will just be relagated to the hell that is just on the other side.
I love the beauty that they offer me, but the paranoia, that I believe is real, is non-relenting. I want so badly to go back to that paradise that they offer, but, as Huxley put it, there is Heaven and Hell. I find that I am alone and Godlike without the capability of changing the parameters. I so badly want to revisit the paradise, but fear I will just be relagated to the hell that is just on the other side.