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Anonymous asked: Can you explain your trip more? I want to try it but I'm scared.
Look, it’s really difficult to explain it to someone who has never done it before. I already had an extremely difficult time writing a couple sentences about it.
I am by no means an expert, but I’ll try to explain a little more. Let’s see, when I was on shrooms, my appreciation for life and everything in general was magnified tenfold. What I believed to be true was no longer true and everything I thought I knew was thrown out the window. My mind was set free and I was no longer limited by the filters of sobriety. I could think clearly, but I was unable to articulate my thoughts or emotions during a majority of my trip. I saw breathtaking visuals and everything was constantly changing; nothing stayed the same. Everything was exciting and I was basically looking at the world through a child’s/dog’s prespective. I entered another realm of existence, consciousness, reality— whatever you want to label it. I simply existed in a way I never thought I could. I wish I could explain my experience more eloquently, but this is the best I can do right now.
Don’t be afraid! It’s not harmful to the body unless you take it excessively, like every other drug. Just do it with people you love, write down your thoughts and emotions throughout your trip, and spend time alone. Good luck and happy tripping!
I’ve been hesitant to write about my tripping experience because I know I won’t be able to “do it justice”, so to speak. I want to write about it as eloquently as possible but I’m terrible with words. Well, here goes.
This weekend I tripped on shrooms at the Metropolitan Museum of Art for the first time. The first thing I realized was how monotonous my life is; smoke, sleep, school, work, homework, and the cycle repeats with occasional minor changes. Do I want my whole life to be a routine? What exactly is the point of all this? Existential questions began to take over my thoughts but I was able to easily come to terms with the fact that I will never find out the answers to those questions.
I really enjoyed the American Wing. The smell and sight of wood made me feel so cozy and warm. Some rooms just radiated power and I felt the energy flowing through my bones. Other rooms sucked the life out of me and made me feel uneasy about the reality I was seeing. One of the rooms was painted red and I absolutely loathed that room. Whenever I saw the color red, my reality was suddenly engulfed by bright red flames and I felt like I was walking through hell.
When I entered the gallery with European paintings, I fell in love. One painting in particular (I don’t recall the name) caught my attention. It depicted a simple scene: a girl with her back turned, walking on a wooden bridge next to a pool of sky blue water. I felt this painting literally breathing life into me. I felt my body slowly melt into the painting. I could see the water ripple and I felt the warmth from the sunset; I could hear the silence that shrouded the town and the girl’s light footsteps. I was there and it was so refreshing and beautiful.
Throughout my whole trip, I was unable to articulate what I was feeling and seeing, and I was unable to look at anyone directly in the face. BUT, it was amazing and I have never felt so alive.
i. What I allow is what will continue.
ii. I am not always right.
iii. Develop new habits to keep away from stagnation.
iv. Enjoy the moment instead of trying to find purpose and constantly worrying about tomorrow.
v. Rid my mind of negativity and surround myself with positivity.
vi. Embrace change.
vii. Broaden my mind. Always look for new perspectives.
viii. There is an eternal horizon in front of me and an infinite amount of different lenses I can look through to see the world.
ix. Be the person who can see beyond the world that I have been given.
x. Be alive.
The world doesn’t exist outside of our minds. The concepts, definitions and perspectives that built our foundation and are imposed on our experiences creates our world. We choose to see the world through a certain lens in order to control it, to make sense of it, enabling us to cope with the chaos. The world is constantly changing, and change is constant.
We, as humans, are the most bizarre creatures to walk this earth because we are hyper-sentient. We have this desire to search for meaning, purpose. This constant search has made us create ideas such as religion, racism, and scientific realism in order to temporarily satiate our hunger for answers.
Suffering just is; it is neither good, nor bad. Actions are also neither good nor bad. It is the interpretation that creates what is “good” and “bad”.