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Man, I really used to enjoy my psychedelics too. Loved them, in fact. I don't often get nostalgic about this kind of thing, but when I do, I get in war story mode and I want to shoot the shit with folks who've been there.
I had a bad habit of taking acid or mushrooms or e without telling anyone. Recipe for disaster, that.
Sometimes I wonder how my brain would handle being reacquainted with the long forgotten but deeply familiar feeling of the big come-up. That eternal minute when everything slows and speeds up and you realize that you're there, and there's nothing for it now but to ride it out.
I think it might push me over the edge into complete insanity. I'm glad some folks can still go for a romp in the stars without fear of it toppling the already shaky house of cards that is their psyche.
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