Psilocybin Dreams: A Brief Reflection on Life With the Mushroom
By Clinton Kaley The mountain of clouds towers over me as I lie in the field. I can still taste the earthy, cardboard flavor of the mushrooms in my mouth. The periphery of my vision circles ominously, prodding me, balking. I watch the clouds gather into a form: four arms, a long blade clutched in …
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