Nuthin beats the ecstasy of re-awakening, and when in nature the effects seem to just really intensify, all your boundaries drift away, and you look at the huge spaces around you, the air filled with oscillating kaleidoscopes and mazatec patterns, and you forget everything you've ever experienced in the past, thoughts of the future fizzle away, and you are just left in the here and now, looking out of dilated pupils, inside wide curious eyes, realizing you have no idea how to control whats goin on, but at the same time completely accepting that the things that are out of ure control are not out of control, and you just float in a sea of perception, feeling the lights that enter your eyes, seeing and feeling sounds behind closed eyelids, humbled beyond belief and utterly fucking amazed that you can somehow determine your surroundings like this, regardless of whether a chemical induced it. If you ever have an intense psychedelic experience you can never look at the world in the same manner, because of the way in which these drugs allow you to delve and explore the things that are your only connection to existance, and they appear totally different, the same but determined by the mind in an alternative manner, like nothing you have ever seen before, but with an air of familiarity and comfort which will baffle you even more, if you dare try and interpret it through words. Feeling your utter insignificance, but accepting it, actually feeling greatful for it. The experience of psychedelics can't be put in to words, words can't even hint at it. One trip you may be writhing around covered in a cold layer of sweat, confused, heart erupting with the fear of apprehension, while the next week could be spent waving ure arms ecstatically about in a moment of clarity, smile from ear to ear, from the same fucking chemical, and it will be your doing which way you're gonna go. Strange that.

I fucking (in the words of garden knowm) LOVE psychedelics man