i was out hiking with my father in the mountains picking magic mushrooms and i was at the top forreging around and then i realised he was gone. it was pitch black and i could only here my breathing. i was all by myself in the night. iono its hard to explain but for some reason i felt i was on a spiritual journey so i just walked an walked and i started hullcinating. i heard footsteps and like i dint get frightened or anything i just sat down and started laughing and talking to whatever was approaching me and whatever was like spoke to me telling me i was ready for what was coming and i should embrace myself. the voice just came out of the shadows. i nodded and got up and walked again and i fell down a small cliff face and hit my head a bit and when i opened my eyes dad was there crouching by the bushes picking mushrooms and then i felt totally normal. i have no idea what all it was about. or what spoke to me or what came over me. but now that i think back to it, i was fucking stupid to just keep walking with my torch off.. hm... peace**
That's pretty cool dude, Ive never really had a spiritual trip. Maybe I should head out to the mountains more...
