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Originally Posted by Katipan
So I did shrooms in Phoenix. Before children and marriage. We ate some shrooms and took off to the desert in a caravan. We twisted and turned and traveled for what seemed like a LONG TIME.
I ended up laying on top of a box truck watching the stars in the middle of the desert. The men started a HUGE bonfire and the women all whined until I pulled them up with me. We danced like pagans and ate lots of tortilla chips and red vines. Most of us briefly passed out before dawn.
When the sun rose and woke us, we realized we were in some dude's backyard about 1/4 of a mile from our house. When you stood on the box truck, you could SEE our house.
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Good times.
Seriously though, you hang out in the 2-4 grams range and there's very little visuals and you still get that "emotional high." No loss of reality or estrangement...