That is so true tryptonaut!
The trip I call my first (though after many others) still makes me feel the glory.
I am still thinking about it daily, putting it into wider perspective. It sure was a travel through my inner consciousness and my outer world.
I don't know if it was my mind, my soul or a higher intelligence... What I do know, there was a conversation going in within myself and that conversation has opened doors.
Life became a magic fairy tail. One doesn't contradict the other and so furth. I started exploring new beliefs, new interests, my old skin just faded away. And I once was a raging alcohol consumer. No more, although my kid is more responsible for quiting booze then shrooms. I must admit.
But that trip...
This truly changed me...
Although, as I said, this came with a tremendous struggle. I even thought for moments I could black out...
So so so chaostic.
But like you stated, these are by the end the best ones. That's why I call that one my first trip.
But ever since, making shroomtea isn't a monthly thing of the month anymore. It has become dead serious to me.
I still haven't had the occasion to go into my innerworld into overself. Going there will take a lot of effort out of me to maintain ... although once taken, there's no way out.
I have the flu now, so it might not be this weekend.
