Salutations fellow high priests and priestesses, kings and queens of all dimensions.

I am from the land of the Midnight Sun, way up in the arctic circle. I've been active at other forums under various names but I took a break for many years from that, however I've found my way back and I found my way to this forum by chance.

I am surrounded by a very confusing legislation, in Norway ayahuasca is legal while in Sweden and Finland it's still illegal, myself I'm stuck in the middle. My people never had a choice but suddenly a bunch of settlers came and started carving up borders on land where we have been for a very long time.
I'm somewhat of a historian as well and I'm hoping on writing a book on Sámi shamanism, I grew up in the village where one settler decided to collect the last fragments of Sámi mythology and spirituality before it vanishes.

Where I come from it's ok to make moonshine and basically drink as much as you want but as soon as it's something else like for example marijuana then all hell breaks loose, this is not a joke. I've been very quiet about my marijuana use for years, I've been growing mushrooms, I've got a few peyotes and have tried a lot of different things because my family would move to a Scandinavian capital.

I used to believe the bullshit that the government told about drugs, I thought that cannabis triggers something in the brain making people crave other drugs.
The first time I tried smoking hash was by accident, I was very drunk at a party and being the naive young guy from the north I thought the guys I was with were rolling a cigarette, up north a lot of people roll their own cigarettes so I didn't really react. They lit it up and I remember that weird smell but didn't really react because I had never smelt hash before and then the joint came to me. I took a few drags like a normal cigarette and the guys I was with asked me if I smoke and me thinking it was cigarettes said I smoke quite a bit. One of they guys corrected me and told me to have a deep inhale, which I did, I was coughing my throat out and about 5 minutes later everything started spinning, I felt really sick and needed to throw up.

That being my first experience of hash made me terrified and thought that hash makes you vomit so I was one of those goodie two shoes who said they had tried hash and said it was dangerous, however many years later I was at a friends place and a guy was smoking marijuana which made me a bit uneasy and my old friends would talk me into to having a hit, explaining that it was the alcohol that made me have such a bad experience of hash. So after a few hours then I had a few drags, coughed a bit and was seriously laughing non-stop for like 4 hours but I didn't start smoking pot until I was 19.

The time goes and I remember being offered to try psilocybin mushrooms at a friends place and was completely blown away by what I saw, with my eyes closed I had visions of meeting a mirror image of what was me in a strange landscape and uncontrollable laughter. I had tried a variation of different intoxicants but after trying psychedelics, I realized that there was something about psychedelics that kept me interested, as the years go by while many of the people I hanged with back then started going for other drugs such as benzodiasepines, opiates/opioid, stimulants like amphetamine and cocaine, I was still smoking pot and enjoying tripping which I do to this day.

My first time picking mushrooms was with a friend of mine who was working at the Royal Drottningholm Golf Club cutting grass which is like right next to FRA, my friend was cutting the grass one day and dropped his phone on the ground which landed by a little cluster of mushrooms and he started looking around. The whole place was a fucking gold mine, pardon my french, the next day we went there 4:30 in the morning and picked many thousands of mushrooms which lasted us until next season. We probably had a few tens of thousands but he was working there so he had access to employee clothes and so on so that people who live around the area would be wondering why two guys with a buckets and flashlights are searching for, we tried to make it look like we were picking golf balls.

I have part taken in ayahuasca ceremonies and also know a family member who nearly killed himself from having a bad experience so I have utmost respect to these medicines.


I've planted cinnamomum parthenoxylon and various other plants, I'm hoping on building my own little garden of eden in time where I can make my own goodies and share with my dearest friends.