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Psilocybin Stories

Psilocybin Highway Poem

Psilocybin Highway,
Yea this path is my way.

Might be yours too,
So I’ll meet you in the driveway.

You get there shocked and you say,
“That a spaceship or a hyundai?”

We have a good laugh,
Hop in headed to the flyway,
Ayyy.

Now we cosmic exploratin’
Can’t see them down below they hatin’

But our minds are on they own,
Focused,
Learnin’ Life,
Creatin’

And we’re part of this creation,
Playin’ roles of God & Satan.

Might seem a fucked but perfect process,
Toward our final destination…
…Transformation…

…Life is change…
…We are all connected with everything…
…We can’t see it like we can’t see the wind…
…But we can feel it & see its impact…

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Psilocybin Stories

First Trip Poem

I wasn’t sure what I should do,

When asked to take a trip with you.

I was intrigued,

But also scared,

Like in a game of truth or dare.

I made a choice,

And took a leap,

Into the unknown,

Like hide and seek.

I played the game, 

One with no rules,

Swam for awhile,

In a cosmic pool.

It was refreshing,

Breath to my soul,

You showed me life, 

You gave me hope.