On mushrooms I had a very intense experience. Normal existence didn't exist at the peak moments only certain words and mainly thought and the hallucinations behind my eyelids. This experience is what I would define as something ancient, sacred, and divine. Through me, which is me. 'Twas such an obvious feeling as I laid down looking at the trees that OMFG this is not to be joked with, I saw everything which brought me back to the magic of childhood, there was this dark side to it all too. It drifted which ever way my mind leaned towards. I was in control yet not at the same time-- feeling would come in waves....

Anyways, I'll leave the details out for now but I viewed distinct face and it was straight away dejavu. In fact once I saw it a second time it was the remembering. Twas the same vision as a child. She looks like the virgin mary. It's not complete human distinct features but I'd describe it as clay-like flow. Ingrained in my vision and being project onto the outside world. For example EVEN on my comedown she was in trees. Meaning I was mainly sober at that point.... Just smoking some maryjane and trying to amplify something again. Replicas all over, shaping faces as the trees. In my head I was like "this is to signify there are eyes ALL around you at ALL times, she is always watching. the universe. me. my higherself. them. whoevery they are." --+something along those lines.


I don't believe any of this is external. I think it was my mind obviously, but it was there you know? It's as if a film was placed over my eyes to make me see that stuff. The fact that my mind is projecting it is just as mind blowing but I need to ask what this is? It goes much deeper, man oh man. Plus how is it all so familiar, I think thats a dead giveaway that it means something huge.

There is also a him. I saw him the first time while sitting on the toilet at the peak of my shroom trip for a sec completely leaving this reality and looking down to my feet/the carpet and this distinct man face outlines and swirling beard were patterning on the carpet. What I lean towards is that these are energy forms and they take whatever form applies to you in order for you to understand them/understand what is going on. But they were communicating with me through telepathy. Pure understanding, they taught me things.

I am of italian descent, I was raised catholic, it makes sense. But how is it all so perfect? When I say I remember it as a child I am talking the womb. It was like what I grew from. Came from that trippy world with cartoony shadows called el hyperspace. Sometimes I feel like Walt Disney knew what was up - but even scarier sometimes I feel like we're the cartoon, we're the entertainment. We're just one various form of existence and situations on this. And we're the ants to something else. Geeeeesh.

Before you knew the world, all you knew was the world of thought. I think it's important to delve into that. In a sense, that's what you were.


Intuitively as a child I always felt something, if that makes sense. The beauty of this life, the passion, the empathy, the someone who made this possible, feelings, emotion. Now I saw who seems to be behind me in a sense. It goes much deeper. As time carries on I notice how this exterior 3D world is to grow and experience in. It's almost as if I cracked the code, I answered all I mostly needed answered for myself. I know the game!! I am a character. Now I need to bask in the existence, understand and apply that none of it matters but oh it all matters so much. It's so important.

Welcome, come in, welcome to laparadox, constant paradox.

This place housed trillions of species. I am now.