Music rings in my ears
Prophesizing tragic events to come,
I shall embrace them
As tales for the circles of fire;
San Pedro is regarded as the gentle grandfather of psychedelic plants, and gentle it is. At no point did I sense the smack in the face trip I usually received from mushrooms, but rather felt grounded by the surrounding nature scenes. Nevertheless, the plant can be quite nauseating.
Unwind from lavish dresses
Weep alone behind the curtain
The audience penetrates stiff stares
They, the chosen ones
Of my game
However I stumble
Tangled strings web my fingers
Tie my wrists
Reeling in laughter
From a quicksand of people.
The golden crown illustrates a hazard dream
It is fantasy
And the powerful God within speaks
The bleak section of my soul
Curses all to high heaven
And I am left with a faint smile
Having discovered what was real.
Return to stage
Regularly scheduled programming
The audience’s hollowed eyes lock
Though something has changed
Their visible strings appear
Trails of blood everywhere
Thoughts vanish and all is clear
The strings are all the same.
If you’re doing enough research on psychedelics you’ve probably come across the term integration.
Integrating the psychedelic experience can mean various things. It can be maintaining a connection to higher states of consciousness, practicing spirituality, self-reflection, fixing personal relationships, removing unhealthy attachments, finding balance, or handling stress better. Without integration, all your insights will be nothing more than a memory.