As a youth I spent quite a bit of time in Oregon Youth Authority correctional facilities. In one of them (Tillamook Youth Accountability Camp) I met a quiet teen named David Seven. He was in for property crimes, nothing violent. Seemed nice enough, like I said, very quiet, soft spoken. Two years later I was back in the same facility doing a 30 day refresher for parole violation, and the guards were all talking about Seven. He ate mushrooms, had what I can only imagine was a bad trip, and killed his mother with a pair of scissors. When the police came he had placed her in the tub, put a bible on her, was crying and begging her to wake up.
Saw something in another thread about a friends mushroom freakout in younger years and it reminded me of this.
olympus mon wrote:You need to hit it with intention to get where you want to be!
"Good and evil lay side by side as electric love penetrates the sky..." -Hendrix"We have arrived at truth, and now we find truth is a mystery- a play of joy, creation, and energy. This is
source. This is the mystic touchstone that heals and renews. This is the beginning again.
This is entheogenic." -Nicholas Sand