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The Magic Mushroom
Today, I took an eighth of magic mushrooms at Venice Beach. The thing is that this was my first time taking them and I was only suppose to eat half but I decided I wanted to get the full experience so I ate everything. As I finished indulging the mushrooms I started play a specific playlist on my spotify called,”The Magic Mushrooms”, which contained nothing but psychedelic songs for this particular occasion. While listening to my playlist, I proceeded to start eating an apple and strawberry’s I had packed myself. I think it was approximately 40 minutes since i ate the psychedelics when I started to feel the, “come up”. I was listening to a song by The Doors, called“The Soft Parade”, when I first started to experience hallucinations. The sand at the beach started to dance with the music I was playing and I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing, The people at the beach see sand as nothing but here I was with my own eyes, seeing the sand breathe and dance. So I spent about half an hour seeing the sand do its performance and I realized I needed to use the restroom so I started making my way to the public restrooms. As I got near them I lost total sense of who I was as a person. Like I didn’t know who I was and I’ll like to say that this is where i experience an “ego” death. I entered the private cubicle and I felt the urge to get out of there quickly since I’m claustrophobic but I realized something interesting. I noticed both my hands some type of henna tattoo. Jim Morrison once said, “This is the best part of the trip”, and I was barely getting started. As I exited the restroom I felt a sigh of relief as I inhaled the ocean’s salty air. I decided to sit on these big rocks with my feet sank to the sand. I noticed an elderly Hispanic couple sitting close to me and I paid full attention to them. This is where I felt my senses heightened and I remember thinking that they reminded me of what love is all about and that made me happy. Then four police helicopters swarmed the skies like war fighters and I felt scared, I felt big brother watching me and I started to make my way back to the original spot I was seated and that felt like such a long walk. Once I got there, I sat and this is where a rush of paranoia came in and I started to feel uncomfortable. I was trying to remember who I was but I couldn’t. It felt like the old me died and this is where I felt a loss of sanity. I was now experiencing the “peak” of magic mushrooms and I didn’t have a tripsitter. So I felt the need to leave the beach because being surrounded by so many humans simply didn’t feel right. So I start to make my way towards the bus stop which is located by Windward Circle. As I’m walking down the back alley of the board walk, the walk felt infinite and no matter how much walked, I still felt far from my destination. So I finally made it to the bus stop and now I was playing the waiting game. Bus number seven thirty three finally came and I hopped on. Let me just tell you that my bladder was out of control because I drank so much water in such a short span so that caused me to get out of the bus twice. I went to a seven eleven but they didn’t have a restroom so I was standing outside and I called my cousin because I felt like I lost it, I was simply tripping out so hard that I felt like I was never going to get home but after talking to him I felt way better so I decided to use the restroom at a car wash and wait for the next bus to arrive. The bus comes and I board it but then I got off a couple minutes later because I needed to use the restroom again so I went to a Starbucks and I was lucky that someone had exited the restroom as soon as I got there. I wanted to order something from Starbucks but I knew my eyes were dilated and was afraid to speak in my current state. As I waited for the bus stop again. I started making conversation with an older Hispanic lady. We were talking about life stuff and she reminded how its important to appreciate my parents now before its too late. So the bus comes again and I finally make my way down to downtown Los Angeles. It felt like the longest bus ride home! It felt like such a long time that I closed my eyes for a bit and wandered to my thoughts. As i opened my eyes, I start to see the tall architecture that surrounds downtown and I felt a rush of relief. This is where the “come down” from magic mushrooms starts. I get off on Venice and Figueroa and make my towards 7th street, since that is where the, Redline, is located to get back to the the North Hollywood station. The train ride felt like the longest too even though I wasn’t tripping anymore. I was going to buy some, Chik Fil A, in DTLA but i decided to eat at, Veggie Grill, located in Hollywood. I got a taco salad and I remember it look sort of unappetizing but it ended up being good. That was it and made my way back home in the subway. So from my whole experience today. I’ll like to say that It was a fifty percent positive and fifty percent negative. For my first time, and without a tripsitter, I think I handled today pretty good. So what I liked about my experience of magic mushrooms is how it made my brain work like a Rubik’s cube. For my brain to lose sense of its typical routine and work in a new way was interesting. My thoughts were deep in the rabbit hole and I felt close to mother nature. my eyes started to get watery because I realized how beautiful this world truly is. I always wanted to try a psychedelic and now that I experienced it, I would be willing to try it again but maybe with a tripsitter and not alone. I finally understood Jim Morrison and Aldous Huxley.
Saturn's moon Enceladus taken by NASA's Cassini spacecraft
"I found myself in wonderland"