Took some shrooms with a friend last Friday night and went wandering through the country. A few hours in we found an old-fashioned flat-bedded wooden rowing boat moored at the side of the river. So we jumped in, cast off, and drifted miles downstream and eventually into the lake surrounded by mountains under a yellow moon. It felt like being in The Wind in the Willows or a Tim Burton fairytale. Everything, the boat, the trees, the water, the moon, was vibrating and pulsating with energy rings. Magical experience.
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