i've smoked pot, opium, and hash; inhaled nitrous oxide; taken acid; and eaten mushrooms. weed is the only of these i partake of regularly. until new year's eve two years ago, it had been eight years since i'd tripped. and i haven't since that time. but each time i have has been a horizon-widening, spiritually creative experience.
i'm innately spiritual; i've no delusions that my spirituality is without me. the drugs merely enhance the growing process, kinda like eating carrots improves vision.
the negative experiences i had using psychedelics early on were products of my insecurities. the first time i took acid, i was nineteen and i had no fucking clue who i was. all the same, i was a prickly bundle of egocentricity and in-your-face-ness. lsd jumpstarted my facade-stripping, truth-seeking journey. it enabled me to see past the veneer of what-
should-be. i thank god for it. literally.
i finally found some shrooms just this week. yay. so next week, i'm gonna do some additional research.
