I love listening to stories of people who tried shrooms, because they really found the meaning of life on their trip.
I had one very profound trip last year that changed the way I viewed life forever.
When I tripped, I had my window wide open because it made me feel closer to nature. But for some reason, I felt anxious having it that open and went to close it.
When I tripped, I had my window wide open because it made me feel closer to nature. But for some reason, I felt anxious having it that open and went to close it.
When you trip on shrooms, you end up thinking. A lot.
It was like someone told me, “What are you afraid of?”
Which I replied, “I’m scared of a bird flying through my window.”
My thoughts said, “Why would a bird who has total freedom outside, come into your room of captivity?”
It was like someone told me, “What are you afraid of?”
Which I replied, “I’m scared of a bird flying through my window.”
My thoughts said, “Why would a bird who has total freedom outside, come into your room of captivity?”
The thought process had me shook. It was like something unlocked in my brain, I’m the caged bird. I’m the bird that’s stuck in my room. I have trapped myself in my own cage.
Then it was like I heard Mother Angelou say,
“I know why the caged bird sings.”
Changed my life.
Then it was like I heard Mother Angelou say,
“I know why the caged bird sings.”
Changed my life.
That entire trip had me looking at my entire life on how I have trapped myself. How I trapped my emotions, how I get trapped in half-love, how I trap my dreams.
And shrooms showed me how to choose not to.
I left my window wide open the entire trip.
And shrooms showed me how to choose not to.
I left my window wide open the entire trip.
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